Mistress of Dreams~ PRINCE BEN* BOOK 2

Take Me Anywhere

FLORENCE TOOK HER NEW MOTORBIKE AND RODE TO the edge of the cliff where the Isle was able to be seen. She took out a copy of the spell book and found the right spell.

She enchanted her motor to travel to the Isle on water. She prayed that it would work before fixing her helmet and drove off.

Florence half expected to fall in the water, but it didn't happen. The spell worked and she crossed channel to get back in the Isle. She managed to get through the barrier and rode back to her home.

She drove pass people, being careful not to hit anyone. She got to a building that she called home for sixteen years. It was abandoned now that her mother was in her realm in hiding, but no one needs to now that.

She hid her bike inside a hole in the wall and ran inside. She was home.

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In Auradon, Ben sat in his office when his door opened.

"Ben?" Evie called out. Ben looked at the door to see Mal and Evie.

"Evie, Mal! Come on in." Ben said, standing from his chair to greet his friends. He noticed the sad looks on their faces.

"Florence's gone back to the Isle."  Evie confessed. Ben's usual smile soon fade into sadness. Florence... back on the Isle? This must be a joke! Then he thought back to the picnic early. He remembered the hurt in her eyes and the anger. How could he tell her no? I almost felt physically impossible to deny her anything. He would give her the world if it meant being able to see her smile.

"Ben..." He heard Mal say his name. Ben snapped out of his thoughts.

"This is my fault. This is my fault." Ben said softly, stumbling back to lean on his desk. He rubbed his face. "I-I blew it. She asked me if she could go visit her mother and I refused her. I have to go there and apologize. I have to go there and--and beg her to come back." Ben said. He looked around his desk  to grab a few items, but then he thought logically. How is he going to get there and go without being recognized?

"Ben, you'll never find her." Mal told him.

"You need to know the Isle and how it works and... You have to take us with you." Evie pointed out. Mal nodded in agreement to Evie and Ben finally looked at them again.

"Yes! Uh, are--are you sure?" Ben asked, mostly to Evie, since she had a harder life on the Isle than the others.

"Yeah. She's our best friend." Evie told Ben.  "And we'll bring the boys, too, because there's safety in numbers, and none of us is really too popular over there right now."

"Thank you." Ben thanked. Evie looked at him the eyes with a pleading look.

"But let's get two things straight. You have to promise me that I won't get stuck there again." Evie said, a bit of fright in her voice. Mal wrapped her arm around her friend to comfort her, think back to the time she once treated Evie with the worst conditions.

"I promise." Ben said sincerely. Evie nodded.

"And there's no way you're going looking like that." Ben looked down at his clothes. Evie got to work.

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Florence tore the place apart to look for her mother's book. She searched her mother's room, the kitchen, the wine cabinet, everywhere. The one place she hadn't checked was her room, but why would the book be there?

She walked into her old room to see it was just as she left it since the last time she was there. She picked up one of her red jackets that hung on the chair and held it close. Being back on the Isle brought back so many memories, some fun ones and some she wished to forget all together.

She may be an Auradon girl now, but deep down, she will always be the girl from the Isle and people won't forget that or let her forget it herself. Florence didn't hear the footsteps coming towards her room as she was too distracted on her memories. The footsteps stopped at the entrance of the door.

"You walked into the wrong house, dearie." Florence froze up at the sound of a Scottish accent. She smirked and dropped her jacket before putting her hands up in the air. "Turn around slowly. I want to see the face of the person I'mma 'bout to hook."

Florence rolled her eyes and turned around slowly. Harry Hook, with his father's hook in hand, had his mouth dropped at the sight of his friend. Florence waved a little, her hands still in the air.

"Hey Hook, how's life treated you?"

"Not as good as it's been treating you, Lady Florence." Harry mocked, calling her what she will soon become when she returns. Harry walked over to her and stood right in her face, examining it slowly, before pulling her into his chest and giving  bone-crushing hug.

"I missed you too, Harry." Florence said, though Harry didn't say it at first, the hug was all she needed to figure it out. They had their moment together

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Sorry for errors.