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NOTE: These chapters will be in minor characters' POV: Brianna, Lianna, Alexa, Kelsey and Grace. Why not Lisette? Just look.

Kelsey

"Are you sure that will hold up?" Prince Jackson asked dubiously for the hundredth time, staring at the magically reinforced carriage. May I remind you, it is MAGICALLY REINFORCED. I sighed as one of the elves screamed out his frustration.

"If you do not respect our culture and the strength of our magic, then we will not help you," the elf, Fiolin, growled. I pulled Prince Jackson aside.

"Prince Jackson, if you do not show any respect, we will lose the elves's support, and Kim may be lost forever," I threatened under my breath. Prince Jackson sighed.

"I'm trying to, but they're too... touchy and insensitive," He protested.

Another elf, a female called Silvianna, gasped. She marched up to Prince Jackson and screeched in his face, "How dare you! We hoped the prophesy could be thwarted when we agreed to assist you, but it will happen!" And she bounded away, the rest of the elves following her.

I was so furious at the befuddled prince, I was willing to slap him. But a ring of metal resounded through the entrance to the Birari Forest. The tip of a well-polished, well-sharpened sword gently prodded Prince Jackson's chin.

"Listen well, Prince Jackson. You have been a person of high influence and status. People adore your charm and your braveness. Unfortunately for you, I say that you are not the fairytale, dreamy prince people say you are. You must act with dignity, respect, charisma, and integrity. If you do not grow a backbone, you can guarantee that Princess Kimberly will never marry you," Lisette growled, her tone dark.

Grace, Lisette and I glared at Jack, who was steadily shrinking under our gaze. "Jack, we want to trust you. I honestly do. But you're not coming with us if you can't handle this kind of danger... pretty boy," Lisette tacked on. I gasped quietly, but Grace heard me. Obviously. But I don't care about that, I just care that Lisette is losing her composure. Not like her.

That's when she looked into my eyes.

They weren't her gray-green tone.

They were blood-red.

Someone cursed her.

Lianna

I open my eyes. I'm in a cold, cold, place. I guess you could call it frigid. I see a stone ceiling, with the tiniest of windows at the top. How far down am I?

"Lianna?" I turn, and I see Princess Kimberly next to me, on her knees.

"P-Princess," I manage to get out. She smiles, but it's weak and feeble.

"Call me Kim. I mean, we're in a small pond of water, and you're a princess too," Kim replies. I realize that we are in a shallow pool of freezing cold water. A well.

"What happened?" I sit up. Then I see her.

Alexa.

Almost dead.

I can't speak.

"She's... holding on," Kim said softly.

I splash over to her, and grasp her shoulders.

"Alexa," I say. No answer. "Alexa, answer me!" still no answer. Then, Alexa's head rises, and I see her eyes are dull and unresponsive.

"Li...Lianna," she whispers, her voice hoarse. A tear slips out.

"I... was waiting... for you," she murmured. Another tear falls.

"I'm here," I say urgently.

"Bri...Brianna is... in so much pain..." Alexa trails off. She yawns slowly, and falls asleep in my arms. I cradle her, since Brianna's not in the well.

"Where... is she?" I croak out, tears already falling.

"The Firezi Assassin has her," Kim replied.

My heart just broke.

Kelsey

What am I going to do? Lisette is cursed, and I don't know what to do anymore. Lisette is cursed, and Jack has about the use of a slug.

"Elves?" Grace mouthed from across the clearing. I'm facing Lisette, who's staring at me confusedly with her red eyes. I pretend to nod off in the distance, but Grace knows my answer.

Quickly, Grace crept up behind her, and tied Lisette's hands together and looped it around Lisette's ankles.

"Hey!" Lisette cried out, her voice turning emotionless. Grace struggled to grab Lisette's arms, so I tried to help her. TRIED, I might add.

"Hey Prince Jackson! Help us!" I snap at the motionless boy.

He rushes over with the carriage, nearly dropping it five times. FIVE.

We throw her inside, and bind her to two of Kim's trunks.

Kim.

My best friend, boss, and sister.

Who just ran away.

Kim, where are you?

I might just say this now. I have low self-esteem and self-confidence. So I'm kind of shocked to hear that you really like my stories.

BTW: I'm sorry these are so short...

~squirmyorchid~