[Helia POV]
I woke up, my head no longer throbbing, but my mind drawing a blank on how I even fell asleep. I figured the pain from the headache caused me to pass out for a small amount of time. I thought back trying to remember the conversation that I had with my father just before I came here and my eyes grew wide. Flora! everything was making sense. Krystal has slipped me something to forget about flora and fall in love with her. that wasn;tr even the worst part. Flora was going to die at midnight. Midnight, what time was it now? I l looked over at the clock on my desk. It was 3 o'clock. I had seven hours to get Flora out of that dungeon. The only problem was how to break her out. I thought back to flora, and something stuck out. Before I met flora it was as if I had seen her before but I couldn't place when but I knew where. I had seen a photograph of her here in the castle.
I ran to one of the storage rooms and began to rummage through the old junk that was kept in there. There were dresses and old relics, locked trunks and books even a couple of really well done paintings. As I made my way to the back of the room, a large canvas covered with a sheet stood out. This was the only thing in the entire room that was covered. It seemed sort of odd. I reached over and yanked the covering off only to find a ripped canvas. It was impossible to distinguish what or who it was of.
I left the room and decided to take a visit to the royal archives. Maybe something there could shed some light on this.
I remembered when my father took over as king. The previous royals had been killed and the princess was kidnapped. Since my father was the royal advisor, he was to take over making me next in line for the throne. Something about that though just seemed off.
The archive was just a large library that had everything about the royals going way back. I pulled out the life book on the last set of royals, Queen Ivy and King James, and started to read. I went to the end of the book, knowing that what I was looking for would be there. A few of the pages had been torn out, but a scrap of one of them put everything into perspective. It was half a picture of the baby princess. It was Flora. That green eye, I would know those green eyes anywhere. Flora was the missing princess and I had a feeling my father had something to do with her disappearance.
Something else had dawned on me. Today was Flora's seventeenth birthday meaning that she had now gained her royal powers. She needed to use those to break herself free from the dungeon. I just hoped that she would believe me in time.
I hurried down to the dungeon my lungs burning from how fast I was going. I only had a few hours to save Flora.
"Flora!" I called to her when I reached her cell. She was sitting on her cot, her eyes red. She had been crying and I couldn't blame her.
"Prince Helia. What have I done to deserve this honor of seeing you before I am to die?" She asked, curtsying.
"You have let me love you and be myself. Flora, I am so sorry about what I said yesterday. Krystal had me under some sort of spell so that I would marry her. But I don't want to marry her, I want to marry you. I love you." I told her reaching my hand through the bars. She took and I pulled her as close to me as I could.
"I love you too Helia, but how am I going to get out of here?" She asked me.
"Flora, I know you may not believe me, but you are the princess. I believe that my father killed your real parents and kidnapped you. he probably left you somewhere to die but you were found. Because you are the princess, you have magic. Just try to focus on your powers and concentrate. Can you do that for me?" I asked her.
"Helia, I believe you. I'll try, just please don't let go of my hand." She responded. She closed her eyes and I could feel something surging through her. Her body felt warmer than before. Vines came out from the ground and wrapped around the bars pulling them apart until there was a gap in them, wide enough for her to go through.
Her body cooled down and the vines vanished leaving behind it handy work.
"Flora, are you okay?" I asked her as she walked through the gap that she had formed only seconds ago.
"Yeah, I'm good. Those powers are going to take a little getting used to though." I couldn't help but chuckle at this. Just as we were about to leave we found ourselves in the presence of both Krystal and my father and I could tell we weren't getting out of here without a fight.