The Plan

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(Queen Octavia Tucker's POV)

My plan is carrying out perfectly. With the princess gone, the king is falling for my charm like leaves in autumn.

The queen heard a knock at the door and twirled around to face a maid who was slowly stepping into the room.

"I'm here to make the bed miss." the maid stated.

"Carry on, don't mind me." the queen replied along with a sticky sweet smile.

"This letter was delivered for you, I was told to bring it to your room."

"Why thank you, you may be on your way."

"But the bed miss..."

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. Goodbye." the maid then spun around and left the room so fast that if this was a cartoon there would have been a cloud of dust in her place. Octavia then tore open the letter and sat at her dressing table as she read it with great anticipation.

Dear mother,

I beg of you to inform me of your plan, we have to act soon as the king is vulnerable. I got to the tower safely without running into guards.

P.S. your plan to pose as a queen and prince was brilliant!

Your devoted son, Edward

The queen then pulled out a blank piece of stationary from the second drawer of the dressing table found in her room. She continued to search the drawers for a pen till her hand came across one in the back of the top drawer on the left. She began to write.

Dear Edward,

She then moved her pen an inch below the simple greeting marked on the peach colored paper. She paused, thinking what to write to her son.

No matter what, stay in the tower. As long as you hid the cave entrance, you should be fine. The guards are imbeciles and wouldn't dare to bother with a suspicious looking cave. I have indeed devised a plan to take back the kingdom. I will have to marry the joke of a king this kingdom possesses. With Brooklyn gone the king has a soft spot. As long as she stays out of my way we will have no issue. After the wedding the king will have a terrible "accident" and the kingdom will be left to me! Us I mean. Stay well hidden.

Your mother

She froze as she composed the last sentence and spun around in her chair to see the door ajar and the maid peaking into the room.

"Don't mean to interrupt," she started. "I was told to come and inform you that lunch has been served in the main dining hall."

"Alright, thank you." the queen responded, "one more thing..."

"Yes, your majesty?"

Octavia then snatched the letter from the table and sealed it into an envelope. "I want you to make sure this gets delivered to the East forest."

"I will, you don't have to worry about it at all." The maid replied with a smile. She took the letter from the queen, then scurried out of the room. Octavia turned and faced herself in the mirror.

"Perfect."

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