"We must get ride of her!" yelled the queen.
"Why must we ma'am?" asked the midwife
"Because if the country finds out about her they will kill her. I cant let this darli g girl die!"
"Ah i see."the mid wife spoke again. "Where will we put her ma'am?"
"You, Clarissa, will dress into jeans and a T-shirt," the queen said while grabbing clothes, "and take my daughter to Jamaica where she will be adopted and cherished!"
"Why me ma'am?" Clarissa asked.
"Don't call me ma'am! call me Alana! and because i trust you more than any one else!"
"Yes Alan you can trust me!" with that she changed right there and grabbed the baby. "Your mother will miss you Ajax."
Queen Alana kissed the baby and fell to her knees crying.
Clarissa ran outside where a thin, floating hover craft was waiting for her.
"To Jamaica!" she yelled. She covered Ajax's face with her body and jumped into the craft.
The pilot took off and they where in Jamaica in about ten hours.
Clarissa put the baby in a basket and knocked on a door. She ran off leaving the baby on the steps.
"Get it now Tyler!" Yelled he woman.
"Okay, okay." he picked the baby up and went inside.
Clarissa ran back to the craft and she was lifted up into the sky heading back to England.
"Ma'a- i mean Alana she us in a house at this moment being cherished by a couple." Clarissa said to the queen.
"Thank you!" Queen Alana said.
"Good bye ma'am." Clarissa said and left
"I told her not to call me ma'am again." the queen mumbled under her breath.
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Jamaican princess
FantasyI live in Jamaica. I was born in England. I am royalty. How? My mother hid me when i was born. She didn't want me to live as the young Queen's daughter. She wanted me to live a normal teen aged life. Fall in love get married have kids. The whole th...
