kidnapped by the pirate

CH13

Pan stumbled back and crumpled to the floor, clutching his chest. Erica stared. Dumbfounded at what she'd done,she grabbed the bundle and quickly masking her scared expression, she turned to the guards,who'd secured the lost boys. "Take them to the dungeon below.and see to it you bury Pan at the outskirts of the kingdom, preferably as far away from the people." She left the room and put her sword away.she went to the nursery where Camillè was now awake,being cradled by her mother. "Erica.news has spread, you killed Peter pan." Blair said. "I had no choice. It wasn't easy. But now he won't be back to take Camillè away" Erica pointed out, Blair got up with Camillè. "Why don't you go to bed sis? It's been one hell of a night" Erica nodded. "And I'll need to confront mum and dad tomorrow" Blair looked confused, "whatever would you possibly need to confront them about?" She asked. "They sent a bounty hunter for me!" Erica said angrily. Blair sighed, "they care,that's why.now I suggest you go to bed" Blair said. Erica retreated to her room.

The following morning Erica woke up to the sound of songbirds. "Princess, the King and Queen request your presence" the maid said. Erica nodded,"very well.in the throne room I presume?" Erica asked, "no milady, in the dining hall for breakfast." Erica nodded and went to pick out her outfit and shower. The maid left, Erica took a bath and changed, she brushed her hair into a single, long braid. Then followed the maid to the dining hall.Erica took a seat and greeted her parents, "Dearest. That's not the correct attire" the Queen said.pointing out her outfit. Erica looked at what she was wearing. A pair of black leggings and a purple mini dress. "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" Erica asked, "dear it simply is not what a princess must wear.go change into a long dress.the yellow one" the Queen insisted. Erica nodded and went upstairs. She slipped on the sunny yellow dress,it had felt daisy chain as a strap that revealed her arms and a puffed skirt, she untied her hair and put on brown hair extensions. She looked in the mirror and frowned. "This colour doesn't flatter my eyes" she thought aloud. And then noticed the carving on her arm. "Property of hook" she read and sighed. "Yeah right." She muttered and went back to her parents. When she arrived she found her parents smiling and talking to a young man. Her breath caught 'no!oh hell no' Erica thought