Princess and The Pea Chapter 12

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Chapter 12:
Marilynn’s father King William groaned. “They got you too,” he muttered.
Queen Sandra had just about the same reaction. “Oh, now we’re all here together, hmm, dear?”
Marilynn couldn’t stop crying. “Mother…Father…” She moaned between sobs.
Prince Samson gritted his teeth together. He felt the emotion rising from his new company, but he knew that it was all useless. He felt their grief and wanted to comfort them, but he knew what he had to do. Let them be, he told himself. Just cut your ropes off.
Prince Samson rubbed the ropes on his hands to the nail on the wall, grunting as it refused to tear. Finally, with one hard push of force, he felt his ropes loosen. He could move his hands again.
Prince Samson removed his hand ropes from his body and tore off his foot ropes. Ouch, he thought as the hard rope scraped across his skin. That hurt.
Marilynn finally stopped crying and looked up at the prince, forcing a smile. “Oh, you got your ropes off. See? I told you it would work.” Then she followed his lead and soon, she was free too. She also dismantled her parents’ ropes in the meantime. Prince Samson frowned. She was so strong.
Once they were all free, they started brainstorming. “We must get out of here!” King William protested. “Our kingdoms are in danger!”
“Yes, yes! We must!” Queen Sandra nodded in consensus.
Prince Samson looked up at Marilynn’s parents, amazed by how alike they were to her. Both the king and the queen had Marilynn’s carroty hair, green eyes, and pale skin. Their voices were equally refined yet somehow cheeky at the same time. He didn’t know what to say.
Marilynn turned to Samson. “Well?” She asked. “What now?”
“What, am I supposed to decide or something?”
“Well, you’re the prince here. You should know Helen’s intentions the best, for she always wanted your kingdom, hmm?” Marilynn smiled at him.
“But…I…Don’t know…”
Marilynn rolled her eyes. “I was kind of expecting that, you see. I’ve already thought of a master plan that will definitely work.”
“You have?” Prince Samson was shocked.
“Well done!” King William was pleased.
“Oh, please, Marilynn. Just tell us already.” Queen Sandra was impatient. She clicked her fingers.
“Alright, then, mother, father…Prince Samson…” Marilynn looked around at her small audience. “Get ready for Operation Marilynn.”

-Vociferously yours, Vicky.