Princess with a Gun

Chapter 1

I press myself closer to the wall listening closely as they started to come out to the balcony. I know it's not right to eavesdrop or at least that's what Harry keeps telling me, but I'm also worried about when these "people" are going to kick me and Collins out. I can hear the woman weeping and feel the pain of guilt instantly. 

" Come here my Queen" I heard a man speak before the sobs were muffled. "We must be patient" I heard ruffling of fabric before she spoke. 

"I.... I just don't know what to do, Noah. After all these years...." Her voice trailed off then there was silence for a while. I was about to edge my way back to the closest window when I heard another voice.

"Excuse me your majesties, but the Princess is missing from her studies again." A new voice spoke out. Shoot, I better hurry.

"MISSING! WHAT DO YOU MEAN MISSING!!!" The woman shrieked in terror. I looked down at the twenty-foot drop and could see the people running around in search of me. There was a slamming of a door as I lowered myself from the ledge and swung myself into the open window below. 

I tucked and rolled into the wall across from the window and looked up into a very disappointed face. He was not happy with his arms crossed tapping his foot angrily. I gave him my best smirk.

"Roxanne," He said sternly.

"Collins." I grinned mocking his tone.

"We've been here for over a month. It's great here, are you trying to ruin it?" I sighed and he instantly started to soften up. "This is our only home left after Phoenix."

"I know." I just kept my composure not giving anything away as they taught us. " Is Harry back yet?" I spoke calmly not letting my nervousness betray me.

 He's been gone for over a week, something about debriefing. He shook his head looking at me worriedly. He was supposed to be back two days ago, whenever we ask about him we are told 'He will be back soon' That used to be code where we came from for he was in major trouble. I've been more on edge than usual without him where I can easily find and protect him.

"Oh, Anja! There you are!" I heard a relieved voice call as steps ran towards us. I flinched at the foreign name they keep calling me by. "Why are you on the floor?"

 I held my hand out to Collins ignoring Tobias's outreached one. Collins helped me up effortlessly giving me a questioning look. He thinks I'm being too hard on my long lost family. I think I'm being cautious about this new situation we have been found in. For all, we know they work for Phoenix or are after something as well. 

"Hello, Tobias. I was just resting." I lied giving him a reassuring smile. He looked at me skeptically but didn't question it.

"Well, Mom is worried sick again, thinking you were kidnapped again." Tobias reprimanded. 

"Well, I was told I wasn't a prisoner." I retorted watching his expression to my words carefully. He furrowed his brow in frustration before shaking his head at me obviously angry about my attitude.

"You aren't Sister. However, our mother has been searching for you for 14 years. Would it hurt you to try to be considerate towards her feelings?" 

I felt a spark of anger at how he stressed the words "sister" and "our". Picking up on my thoughts, which my dear brother hadn't noticed, Collins put his shoulder in front of me stopping my advancement. I met Collins's eyes and nodded to him before taking in a deep breath.

"I'll take her up to her room, I think she's just exhausted from all the changes." Collins flashed Tobias his carefree smile, before lightly pushing me forwards. 

As we walked through the halls I found my thoughts drifting back to Harry. Thoughts of his deep blue eyes and his effortless smile. Once we reached my room Collins put his hand on my shoulder and stopped before opening the door. 

"Have you heard from him?" I asked before he could say anything. I was careful to devoid of any emotion from my words, but Collins knew I was worried. He shook his head no and I nodded before entering my room. As I entered a maiden bowed to us making me tense, before she scurried off without a word. 

I really, really don't like this place.