The Princess's Swordsman

Find Her

Chapter 8

A/N: For those who were wondering what was happening back at the palace, (I doubt there's many of you), this chapter will be all about it. I suggest you DON'T skip it because it effects the rest of the story. So it's kinda important. SO! Enjoy the show...

Mattie had patiently waited for the return of Princess Olvia. She expected her the next morning. But it had been three days, and still no sign of her! The guilt was overwhelming her.

And, of course, Olvia's father and King Pratus (of all people) noticed her absence. The king paced the marble floor of the throne room, mostly praying for his daughter's safety. Pratus appeared, giving him "advice", "Why don't you send a search party after her. Several actually. They will find her. She couldn't have gone far."

"I have already sent out search parties! Practically the whole royal army is out looking for her." The King seemed desperate. He had not slept, nor ate, nor drank, since the news of her missing, "If anyone knows where she is or where she is going..." He stopped his yelling as he choked up. The tears began to come, "Mattie," he called her over. She had been standing in a corner, sweating bullets. (which might be good for her because she needs to loose a few pounds). She walked over quickly, bowing she said, "Yes Sire?"

"You are my daughter's personal maid. Would you have any idea why she would leave?" Mattie shook her head, sucking in her bottom lip. She made no eye contact with him what so ever. He took a step closer, "Please Mattie..." She shook her head again. Her lips were in her mouth now sucked up tight, "Mattie. I'm begging you. I just want my precious daughter back." She burst.

"Oh I'm sorry your majesty. But I promised her I wouldn't tell! I promised! And now that she's missing!!!"

"Wait! Wait! Mattie! What do you mean you promised?" The maid slowed down her speech.

"Well Sire. It when like this... I knocked on her door like you told me too because she missed dinner. So when I walk in, I saw her crying on the bed there. I don't know what she was crying about. She wouldn't tell me!" King Pratus moved a little uneasy. He interrupted her.

"Yes yes just skip to the part we want to know."

"Oh... well... since she was all upset I suggested she should take some time off and go on a little vacation-"

"So you're the reason she left!" Pratus raised his voice.

"No! No! Sire I swear, I'd never tell her to do something like that."

"Just keep going Mattie," encouraged the king (the good one).

"After that, her face lit up, like she thought of something. I got nervous then. She said that was it, and that she wanted to leave the palace."

"Did she tell you how long she wanted to leave?" the desperate king urged her on. Mattie swallowed.

"She said... only one night. And that she'd be back in the morning."

"When and where did she leave from?" asked King Pratus.

"She left about nine o'clock Sire. And she left through..." She paused, a lump in her throat, "She left out of her bed room window. I helped her your majesty! I'm sorry!" She began to weep.

"It wasn't your fault Mattie." He placed a hand on her shoulder, "You didn't know she would be gone as long as she is."

"But what if something bad has happened to her? She's a Princess! And a beautiful one at that! Who knows, some hooligan might have kidnapped her. OR WORSE! I should have stopped her! She could be hurt!"

"Call out the search parties. Tell them to keep searching. And not to come back until they found my daughter!" The king shouted. Pratus stepped foreword.

"If I may, I'd like to search for the Princess myself. I can't just sit back and watch as my beloved is somewhere out there." Olvia's father nodded, and King Pratus was off.

On his black horse and rode out with a search party. Where was the Princess? We know don't we? Or maybe... we don't...

A/N: Actually guys, I have no idea where she is! I might have to look... perfect...