Chapter 23

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I looked around the enormous room. It was pink ( yuck) I was in a four poster bed, with pink sheets. ( YUCK). There was a large wooden desk in front of me. It had on it a vase of flowers and two letters.

In between the letters lay what looked like an instruction sheet it said : Princess Eva,

One of these letters is from me ( the Prince of this island.) the other is from Kit a discusting peasant, you can make your choice. Pick the letter which is from the one you supposedly love. All you have to go on is, where it is placed on the table, the handwriting on the letter and the letter itself.

Good Look. Xxx

How dare he. But I knew Kit and I would get this right.

Kit is left handed so it would most Likely be the left hand letter,

He hates fancy envolopes so t would be the planer one ( also on the left)

And he uses disjointed handwriting but it is slanted like joined handwriting.

I reached out and took the letter on the left of the instruction sheet. I opened it slowly, and pulled out the letter. I sighed in releif as I read the first words I carried on reading though: Eva it's Kit, they said that you have to take this to the nearest guard and they will let me and Jason go and take you back to the house.

Love from Kit.

Xxx

Ps. My tea is hear yum, and I know you'll be sayin that I only think of my stomach but I think of you constantly, your always at the front of my mind.

I love you xxx

That was the end of the letter. I ran out of the room and found a guard. I showed him the letter. " Look I picked the right one I picked Kit. take me to him NOW!!!!!"

" yes miss I will, I'll take you to him you'll be with him forever." he answered sinisterly. He grabbed my arm and dragged me to a set of stairs leading down to a dark cell. He opened the door and through me inside, and sat there were Kit and Jason.

" EVA! " they both shot up and hugged me " wow you really do know me well dont you."

" yeah come on we can leave go beck home get on with our lives."

I span round to see a man who I assume was the prince of this island locking the cell door!

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