Chapter 27

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Clarence's POV

Thomas and I put some cloaks on. We knew the kingdom was under high security because of us.

So we got cloaks that were magical and could change us into any person we want to be.

We put the cloaks on and we looked like royal guards now.

We were close to the royal family since they were in Roland's office.

Sofia's POV

We were in dad's office sorting out another plan in the mean time.

When I felt someone watching us, I looked up and saw two guards eyeing us like following our every move.

Somehow no one else noticed so I yawned as I said in fake, tired tone, "Oh I'm going to my room now." "You guys continue." "I'll go get some rest."

I walked out of the room slowly as possible. I felt two eyes following me. I continued to act normal.

They started to run after me, luckily I was faster, I got into my room and got into my spy clothes. Then I heard footsteps near my door.

I got an invisible cloak and got onto the ceiling. I heard a familiar voice asked in an angry tone, "Where the fuck is she?" "She better not know we're going to do to her once we do."

I gasped quietly to myself. I take the invisibility cloak off and kick them in the ass because I know a spy or a wizard pretending to be someone else like the back or my hand bitch!

I took off their cloaks and it was his son Thomas and Clarence.

I grabbed both of their collars as I whispered angrily, "You can throw your bullshit at me or your old friends all you want but mark my words, don't mess with the wrong girl otherwise it's going to get messy real quick."

I pushed him to the floor. They were clearly intimidated by me but by their faces clearly not scared to pick a fight with me.

Clarence smirked as he got his cloaks, "You missy have to us a secret."

I asked as I crossed my arms, "And why the heck will I do that?"

His son, Thomas grabbed my chin as he threatened me, "Because if you don't." "One person or should I say subjects because you're a princess, will die and it will be your fault not ours."

I swallowed everything I had to say and nodded simply as they went back into their disguises. Little did they know I had a cloak just like theirs so when they least expect it, I'll throw them a bit of karma or medicine back. Because karma is a bitch.

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