I woke up with a surging pain. I don't remember what happened. I didn't recognize the place I was in. It was dark and I was in a cell. I was still in my wedding dress and I clutched my stomach. Then I heard a groan besides me. I saw my teal eyed husband in the corner, clutching his head. That's when everything came back to me. Gisella stabbed me and kidnapped me and Fitz.
"Fitz? Fitz are you awake?" I tried moving but immediately regretted my decision.
"Sophie?" He looked me and his eyes widened. He crawled over to me. "Sophie, are you okay?" I raised an eyebrow. He shook his head. "Sorry, stupid question. You're obviously not okay. What should I do?"
"Take it out."
"It's going to be incredibly painful, and I don't have any bandages," I ripped my wedding dress.
"Use these."
"Sophie, are you sure?" I nodded.
"All right. Squeeze my hand, we don't want them to know we're awake," I nodded and held his hand as he to take it out.
"3...2...1..." I squeezed Fitz's hand and almost screamed when he took it out. I started bleeding and Fitz wrapped the cloth around my stomach. Blood soaked through it but the bleeding had stopped.
Fitz wrapped me in a hug, resting his chin on the top of my head.
"What are we going to do? Where are we?"
"I don't know love, I don't know," he said. Then we heard footsteps. Someone opened the cell door.
"Get up lovebirds," he said in a gruff voice. We stood up and followed him into a room.
"Sit." we both sat down in front of a desk. Then Gisella showed up.
"Oh how wonderful of you two to join me!"
"What do you want from us?" Fitz asked. She slammed her hands on the table.
"I want the crown."
"And how do you plan on getting it?" Fitz asked.
"It's simple really. I kill Fitz and all of the royals excluding Sophie. Make Sophie and my son get married. Kill them both and get the crown. Or you could just give up the crown and save yourself the trouble."
"You would really kill your own son?"
"If that's what I have to do to get the crown," she answered.
"How do you plan on killing all the royals?"
"We're attacking the kingdom as we speak," she answered.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked.
"Why do you think? Fame, power, money."
"You are a terrible human being Gisella," Fitz sneered. She snapped her fingers and soon a gun was pointed at Fitz's head.
"Say anything like that again, and I will make him pull the trigger. Do not tempt me," he stopped talking and looked down.
"So are you going to give up the crown?" She asked.
"No. I care about the kingdom way too much to just give it all away to you," he answered.
"You have two days to finalize your answer. If you don't give up the crown you will be killed the day after." she explained. "Take them."
The man roughly grabbed us by the shoulder and took us back in the cell. He closed the door and left. We stayed silent for a little while.
"This isn't how I thought our honeymoon would be like," Fitz said.
"We were going on a honeymoon?" Fitz nodded.
"Yeah... I had this whole thing planned." I held his hand, rubbing my thumb on the back side of it.
"That's sweet of you Fitz." He pulled me into a hug. I soaked up his warmth, nuzzling my head in the crook of his neck.
"Do you think we'll get out of here alive?" I asked. He rubbed my back, kissing my temple.
"I hope so darlin'. And besides, I'm sure my family has guards looking for us," he said.
"But didn't you hear what Gisella said? People are attacking Everglen so I'm sure almost all of them are fighting."
"Let's only hope we get out of here alive," Fitz said.
"What if Gisella actually kills you? I can't afford to lose you," he shook his head.
"Don't worry. I promise we'll get out of here," I raised my head so that I looked at him.
"Promise?"
"Promise," he tilted my chin and lowered his lips to mine.
"Dinner," a gruff voice said. We broke apart only barely as we saw a plate with bread and a cup of water. Fitz didn't care and kissed me again, and I smiled against his lips. The man didn't say anything and left. We soon broke apart and crawled to the plate with bread.
"Do you think it's poisoned?" I asked.
"Gisella wants to keep you alive. I really doubt she would poison the bread. But we need to actually bite it first. The thing is as hard as a rock," to prove his point his threw the bread to the ground and watched it break.
"We're off without it." He nodded his head and we huddled back in the corner. I rubbed my arms 'cause it was really cold in the cell. Fitz seemed to notice and took off his jacket and gave it to me.
"Fitz, I can't take it. You'll be cold," he shook his head.
"Sophie I'll be fine. The cell is really cold and your shoulders and arms are exposed. Just take it," I took the jacket and wore making me much warmer.
"Thanks," I mumbled. We stayed silent.
"We have to find a way out of this place," I nodded.
"Yeah but we need a plan. The next time they get us out of this cell we shouldn't make a run for it. We're weak and tired so they'll for sure catch us. We use this," I pulled a pin from my hair "in the middle of the night when we actually have a plan, so we'll less likely get caught."
"Great idea, but what if they have a guard on patrol by the entrance?" I looked outside the cell and tried to think of an idea.
"Those cloaks over there, we put them on so we blend in. If there is a guard we make sure he doesn't see our face and he'll for sure let us pass. We only need to find a way out of here," he nodded. He went to the door trying to see anything.
"It's just dark. The place is like a maze, but we should at least try to go down that hall way and see what happens. It looks like it leads somewhere," Fitz said.
"We need to be really sure. We only have one chance of doing this. If it doesn't work out then who knows what'll happen." Fitz nodded.
"Let's try to escape tomorrow night. Tomorrow we should find out as much information as we can and then put everything into action," Fitz agreed and sat back down and wrapped his arms around me.
"Good night Soph," by then I was already fast asleep.
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FanfictionPrince Fitz Vacker and Sophie Foster have been best friends since they were 7. Sophie's dad is Head Guard and Fitz's father was king. The two have secretly liked each other but never told each other. And now Fitz is at the age where he should find a...