In Which Janna Shares her Plan

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“I must tell Porsha about Miss Barley’s suspicions,” I thought to myself, “We must be more careful or else the king will know of Porsha’s lies, and that would not be good for the peace treaty…”

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The king began again, “In order to sustain the aforesaid treaty the King has offered his sister to be the wife of my son.” 

This was preposterous, what was my brother thinking!!!

Janna
By: Brittney

I looked up in shock and I almost dropped the platter of pork in my hands. My mouth hung open.
I looked at Princess Porsha and she looked like she was about to drop out of her seat in a faint.
I lifted my eyes to the young man who had just walked through the door. He was tall, muscular, and handsome. But his good looks stopped at his deep scowl and crossed arms. I rolled my eyes, yep he was one of those guys who thought he owned the world and that he was the best man on earth. I looked at Porsha with sympathy. I knew that she wouldn't want to marry this idiot.
I sighed; there was really nothing I could do.
I snapped out of my thoughts as soon as I heard the king announce the weddings date. I figured it would be a few years but I was wrong.

" The princess Porsha will be married to my son on the twentieth day of the fourth month..."

I gasped in shock; that was only one month away!
Porsha looked like she was a ghost because she had gone so pale, and the kings son!?! Well... He was still wearing his ridiculous scowl.

I couldn't believe this, right when I though I was going to have a friend, her brother has to sign her off to a dreadful prince.

There must be something we can do to stop this wedding...

Porsha

 By: Me

I retired from the table as soon as I could and told his “highness” the king goodnight he returned it with a wave of his pudgy hand and his son smirked echoing his odious father’s wave and waltzing out of the room with a promise to speak to me tomorrow…I’d have to make sure to be away from the castle tomorrow…if that were even possible.

The prince was more than I could take I gripped Janna’s hand and pulled her out of the room after me…I could hear the kings laughter behind I frowned and hurried away faster.

When I reached my room I asked Janna if there was anything we could do about it, she smiled. “I was hoping you’d ask….I’ve just had a magnificent idea, it won’t exactly help you current situation but it will give us some time to think properly about an answer and get you out of this.”

“Well what is it?” I asked impatiently. “Will I still have to talk to that “prince” tomorrow?”

“Regrettably yes…that is if you don’t want to offend him and his father which would undoubtedly make them trust your brother even less but… I can almost guarantee you won’t have to look at his proud face for about a week.”

“I’ll take it, now what’s you plan?”

“Okay so you know how the king has a week set for you to journey south to his estate so that you may see a little more of his kingdom…he was going to have me and a woman named Lady Francis escort you to there but…I can make it so it’s tomorrow, I have here an urgent notice of hers that she would like you to come much sooner as she is going to be redecorating the estate at the originally planned time…she will be sending a carriage directly.” She paused while I took this in. “Unfortunately she canceled that plan and she doesn’t see how she can have you over at any time, but fortunately for you I apprehended that letter and I can burn it before any see it. I have a friend in one of the carriage drivers after I present this letter to the king he will pick us up in one of the carriages and take us outside the city, stop double around through an alley and take us to my home where I’ll disguise you so well that not even snooty Miss Barely could recognize you. The king never leaves the castle…and as for the prince the only way he’d recognize anyone is if they’re either dripping in jewels or begging for his attention. After that we’ll have  a week to go around the city spreading the word that you my cousin Scarlet…who knows maybe I can somehow forge Lady Francis’s handwriting (goodness knows it’s terrible) and send word to the king that she likes you so much she’d like to have you stay another week!”

My face was beaming by now and I clasped Janna’s hands excitedly. “Please put your plan into action as soon as possible. Oh, I cannot wait. I must pack immediately!”

I fell asleep instantly that night with an anxious excited heart…

Maybe I wouldn’t have found it so easy to fall asleep that night if I’d have known the dangers that lay ahead.