It was an uncommon type of beauty, and I could tell she wasn't aware of it. 
 I am sick and fucking tired of this trope. It's okay to be aware of your beauty. It doesn't magically make you less beautiful if you are, if you own it and are confident in it. Unfortunately there's this pervasive bullshit lurking everywhere, assuring girls that they are more beautiful if they aren't aware of their beauty for some stupid reason I can't figure out. 
 Fuck. That. Shit. 
 And fuck Maxon for thinking it. 
 This novella was monumentally pointless. The only thing I took from it is that Maxon, Prince of Ilea (formerly America) is a sexist, obnoxious, idiot who should absolutely not be heir to the throne because he clearly has no clue what ruling a country entails. 
 In fact, I'm pretty sure no one in this book except the King has any clue what ruling a country entails. And maybe not even him. These people aren't royalty, they're just celebrities. This isn't a quest for a Queen, it is, literally, the Bachelor in book form. 
 The King has made sure there are girls with good connections in the mix, because connections are important when you run a country. But apparently the girls are all just dreaming of pretty dresses and meeting Maxon, if his mother is to be believed. Meanwhile Maxon wants to fall in love and he wants to marry someone beautiful. 
 Being Queen is more than being beautiful. She isn't just going to be a trophy on Maxon's arm, she's not just his ~confidant~, she's his partner in running the damn country. 
 But apparently that's not how royalty works in this series! Nope. Nope. Nope. Forget Cleopatra, Victoria, Elizabeth...In this world, Queens are just there to be pretty companions! 
 This was terrible. I was going to read the whole series, but I think I'm done. this was enough.