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Chapter 11: Only Options

Carter's POV:

Jesse and I walked back to the mansion together, talking and laughing. Jesse had loosened up now. He seemed like his actual self, instead of this manic worker of the mansion. I seemed to have forgotten all about the times when Jesse had...visited me. I know he didn't mean to hurt me. He was just trying to keep me safe. The thought of me being hurt by my human friends killed him. I could see it in his eyes. He had to hold me back to keep me safe. In some ways I apreciated it, but in other ways it seemed crazy. I felt as if I was loosing my mind...

"So you live by yourself?"

Jesse nodded. "Yes, I do. My house is about a mile away from the mansion."

"Why?" I asked. Seventeen and living alone? Is that normal here?

"I just do. The old house was too small for our whole family, so I moved out. I needed to be nearer the mansion anyway."

"Oh, ok. Doesn't it get lonely?"

Jesse shrugged. "Sometimes I guess, but I work most of the time, so I'm distracted."

I looked up at the mansion as we started to approach it. It was truly magnificent. The creamy brick walls were spotless, and the beautiful flowers in front were right in the middle of bloom. Red. Pink. Blue. Yellow. Purple.

"You seem to take your work pretty seriously, but you do realise you took work off this afternoon to spend time with me." I stated, expecting him to be shocked and ashamed.

He chuckled. "My job at the moment is to escort you places and keep you safe. That's what I was doing, while having a little fun."

I nodded as we walked into the mansion. I had found my mind kind of wandering away from my parents. They hadn't crossed my mind once when I was with Jesse. Was that a good thing? Now, I needed to see them. To protect them. Maybe now Jesse and I had become closer, he would help me.

"My parents Jesse. Where are they? I want to see them."

He put his hand on my arm. "You will. Soon."

I pulled back. "No! Now! I want to see them now Jesse!"

"Carter, I-"

"Jesse, please! Please! How would you feel if you couldn't ever see your parents again?!"

Jesse looked down, averting his eyes. His jaw tensed and his hands balled into fists at his side.

I gazed at him. Oh no!

Jesse cleared his throat and recovered. He looked up at me and motioned me forward. "We should get going Prin- Carter. I suppose if you want to talk to Chairman Arnold about... things, then, we should go and see him."

I felt extremely guilty. How could I say such a stupid thing? I didn't have any proof that he didn't feel I feel! Uhh, I'm such an idiot! What do I do? Apologise? Drop it?

We strolled up to Arnold's office, and waited by the door.

I knocked, and the guards slowly opened the door before motioning us in.

Arnold was on a ladder, organising his massive book shelf. He pulled out a large red book and flipped through it quickly, before putting it back and reaching for another one. This one was blue and old. The front was plain and hardback. It was covered in dirt and dust. Arnold climbed down from the ladder and slowly walked over to his desk. He dropped the book on it and then sat down, shuffling some papers. It seemed as if he was ignoring us on purpose.

After about five minutes of standing there and watching Arnold organise, fill out papers, write letters and search for books, he turned to us and smiled. "Come in, come in. Please, sit."

I sat, while Jesse stood by my side. I guess he wasn't considered royal enough to sit down here? What?

"So, Princess. I assumed you would want to talk to me, so I got out this book," Arnold picked up the book, flipping through it. "It hold records of the ones we've captured and killed. "

I stood up, my hands in fists at my side. No... No.

Jesse looked at me pleadingly. He knew that if I stood up to Arnold now, I would get into trouble.

"You better not have done anything to my parents."

"Oh, Princess. No need to worry. Your parents are... safe."

"Where are they?" I demanded.

Jesse cleared his throat. I ignored him.

"They are in the prison. They are not harmed." Arnold didn't seem interested. He was still flipping through the book, speaking in a monotone voice.

"Look, they don't deserve to be in there, you- Wait! I'm Princess! I'm the ruler, and if I say to get them out of there, then you have to." I can't believe I didn't think of this before.

Arnold shook his head. "Princess, you are the ruler. You are Princess, but not officially... Not yet. I am in charge. You haven't had your coronation yet. That will give you the power over Clambridge."

"But, I... You can't... I mean I... What? Just let them go! They're not gonna hurt me! Ever! They love me and I love them! They're family! You can't take them away from me!"

At this, Jesse looked at the floor. His hands were linked behind his back. He looked very uncomfortable. I could tell why.

"My Princess, it seems we have a little problem. I'm afraid you have two choices. You will rule Clambridge and your parents will go free, but back where they came from. You will not be allowed to leave Clambridge. Or, you can go back and your parents will stay here. I will not lie to you. They will most probably be killed. You will be under severe surveillance. You will be watched by many faeries and anyone we feel is a threat will be... Well, you get the idea."

I gaped at him. Is he being serious?

"I am sorry. Those are our only options. They are the rules. I apologise."

This couldn't be happening. I stared at him.

Jesse was staring at him too. He obviously didn't know those were the rules either, since they had never been put into practise before.

I stood up and rushed out of the room. I sat down on one of the chairs in the waiting room. I was alone. And I needed to be...

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