Chapter 4- The Spy

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When angelina was in the ship with Queen Clara, she saw clara was talking to someone.

Angelina's POV-

"Who are they?" I asked politely." Don't worry, they are very nice. I promise." She said happily. As she introduce one of them." This is Lord Von Storm and this is Father Roger." She said. As they both greeted happily. As they started talking about the missing children.

"We have to find those children. If didn't we'll gonna lose them." Lord Von Storm said. As i gave them the paper i took on the trash." Here. These are the plan that they do." I said." I hate this evil devils. They took my little boy benny." Marilou cried." We should punish them to what happen to our children and kill them with our own souls!" Lord Von Storn said. And everyone cheered. Except for me. As i went out, i look at the picture of me and god mother. My face was more like it was melted with saddness." Don't worry angelina. Angel is fine." Penny interrupted with a cheerful smile." I hope so Penn." I said sadly.

Until there was a girl. I asked her name, and she answered." Sabrina Louisa. I am the queen of the witches."." Are you the child with a compass?" She asked and i said yes." Then tell me who is the man i loved?" She asked. As i opened the compass and i saw sabrina and lord von storm." Its Lord Von Storm?" I asked. She nodded happily." Its true. No man has he's kindness and handsomeness. As we ended our chat.

As penn was flying two insects attacked us the other caughted by father roger , the other escaped." What do we do now?" I asked." Well, we'll lock it so it won't come out." Fr. Roger said." What do they want from us?" I asked questionly." They are spying us." He said." Why they are spying us? What do they want?" I said." They want you and the compass." Fr. Roger said." I can't believe this! They try to spy on us!" I said badly.

"Its alright dear, the only inmportant thing nothing happens to you." Queen Clara said happily.

(This is so gonna be fun guys. Keep scrolling and let your imagination explode.)

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