It had been hours since Abigail had just faked her own death, yet Fin still felt scared to death.

Abby had faked her own sudden death, and, being the only known relative of her, Fin became Queen.

Of course, for some reason, the entire was convinced her true name was Fiona.

"Queen Fiona, why do you not eat?" asked one of my ladies-in-wanting Caroline.

"Not hungry," I replied. "I'm just going to go to sleep now."

Fin rose from the dinner table, and slowly and solemnly and, when she was sure she was out of sight, bolted up the stairs.

"Ok guys," Fin hissed at Reef and Abby, who had been hiding in her closet, "get on your disguises!"

Abby came out looking exactly like a women who's painting hung on the wall.

She was wearing a platinum-blonde wig that was the same color as her hair, but much longer.

She also had slightly powdered her face, so she had almost a ghostly appearance.

Fin smiled deviously, "Perfect."

Fin shoved Reef back into the closet, and he came out with his arms up.

"I DIDN'T HAVE A DISGUISE! WHY DID YOU PUSH ME INTO THE CLOSET?" Reef cried.

Fin shrugged. "Just get into position."

Reef threw her a nasty look and climbed out the window.

Fin gave Abby one final hug.

Then she let out a piercing scream.

Writer's block makes me mad. Grr.