Letters of Penance

Chapter 3

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hi guys! I really want to know what you think about this story. I want your HONEST opinion. And if you have any suggestions, i'm all ears! I want to know, so I can make this story worthy of your awesomeness. THANKS SOOOO MUCH!!! oh and im really sorry if I havn'e updated in AGES =.= sooooo busy with planing what to do this vacay XD but i promise to update more and more!

~gaby52 <3

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~~~~~ Timothy's POV ~~~~~

"Castor! I'll handle that, I need you to take the princess to the Jeep. Make sure to strap her in tight, the trip home might be bumpy."

"Yes sir," he said giving me the map.

"Have you decided which route we'll be taking?"

"Not yet sir. I've coordinated with the spy and he said that the routes we had planned out will be heavily guarded because there's this Duke coming. We're still talking about it."

"That's not good. Not good at all. The guards will be setting up a wide perimeter by now. We don't have much time. Hurry, get her in the Jeep and we'll discuss the route later. Everybody! Get a move on! Pack everything up; do not leave a trace of our camp behind! Not a trace!" With that everybody moved.

*This is not good. I thought while looking at the map. It showed the entire country, every state, every town. Right now we were in the woods just outside the town of Old York, about 7.5 miles out of Scelus Sceleris. *We're not far enough. We have to go father. 40-45 miles should do. But that'll take days... Maybe if we could just- My thoughts were interrupted by a screaming, no shrieking Princess.

"Let me go! Let me go! Don't you know who I am?! I am the Princess. I demand my freedom!"

"Shut up will you! I swear I will not hesitate to use that sleeping drug again. I do not care what the side effects are." Castor says holding a black handkerchief before the Princess' face. She was slung against his back, her tiny fists pounding against his chest; her legs flailing.

*She looks cute when she's mad. What the hell are you thinking?! Taking a deep breath I slowly made my way to them. *Take deep breaths Tim. She's your enemy. Don't get all googly-eyed.

"Stop that. Stop right now. We don't have much time. Just get her strapped in the Jeep. Is everyone ready?" I yell, so everyone can hear.

"Yes Sir!" they yell in unison.

"Let's get this show on the road!"

~~~~~ Castor's POV ~~~~~

"Get in, and be quiet. I'll be back. I just have to help get everyone in their respective cars." I tell the Princess while strapping her in. I strap her in tight.

"Ouch. Not so tight." she says holding the leather strap.

"Sorry, but this is the only way to guarantee that you won't just run off somewhere. You'll have to endure it until we get going." I tell her before leaving. *Sigh. She is very troublesome.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I'm soooooooo sooooo sorry!!! TT^TT I know.... but PLEASE forgive me!!!! I swear to GOD that i'll update another chapter within next week, and i'll make it EXTRA long. SOOOOO SORRY!!! TT^TT

~gpdd <3