Jade was thrown on the floor, and she tried to sit up.

"Where does the High King go the most often?" A man demanded. He was standing right next to her, she was crumpled on the ground.

"How am I," Jade groaned, her right foot was starting to throb. "Supposed to know? I just met the king like five days ago." The true answer was two months ago, but she wasn't going to give that.

"Don't you dare lie to me," The man who was obviously the leader. "We've been watching and mapping out this plan for five months. We got to know you well during the last two months. Jade Wendelle, And I think it interesting that the High King likes you. As for who you mother is. . . Nasty person. Anyway, we know in the end that we will succeed in our plan."

"And that plan is?" Jade said, still struggling to stand and face her kidnapper.

"A plan to make Narnia weak, powerless, and poor. And you, are the main chip. Of course we were going to use Queen Susan or Queen Lucy but than you arrived and we could think of nothing better to use than the High King's fiance. Perfect isn't it?"

Actually Jade could see quite a few holes in the plan, but seeing as he was an enemy she didn't point them out.

"Where are we?" Jade said, then understanding he might not answer she added, "Seeing as you are a a handsome young man I thought you might at least be kind to a lady like me. And seeing as I can't go anywhere." She pointed to her right foot that she was pretty sure she had sprained.

The man beamed, then frowned, then scowled, "Flattery won't work with me, young lady, but seeing as you aren't going anywhere I might as well tell you. You are in Ettinsmoor deep into the mountains."

"Ah, thank you kind sir," Jade forced the words out.

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James walked with Swift to the palace, Peter had invited them to come over and figure out how to save Jade. Swift had convinced James that she could disguise herself so she didn't look to much like the white witch, so she could come. Swift had pulled her pale blond hair up, and was wearing a red headscarf. A navy blue dress covered the rest of her body. She was wearing shoes with no platforms that would make her any taller than what she already was. She was walking as short as she could and slouched. She had mixed some dirt and water to make her pale white skin darker and James told her it would have to be enough. When they were should into the room where Peter was, James almost gasped. King Edmund was sitting right next to the High King and they were talking. James sighed and held the door for Swift. She walked in slowly as if in pain. She was trying to look short and her knees were bent while she was walking. James waited for a second and Peter looked up.

"James it's great to see you, and this must be Swift. I don't think I have met you yet." Peter got out of his chair and greeted them. Edmund stayed in his chair and stared at James. Peter both invited them to sit down, and Swift and James sat down.

"Hello, King, Edmund wasn't it?" James asked.

"Hello, James," King Edmund said, "And you may call me Edmund, since last time we met I wasn't king." Peter glanced at Edmund and asked,

"You never, ever mentioned meeting James and Jade.

"Long time ago," Edmund said hastily and at the exact same time James said,

"Five years ago."

"Spill." Peter demanded.

"Well, it was a long, long, long, long, long-"

"Well, get on with it." Peter interrupted.

"Time ago," Edmund began, "And I had walked up to the White Witch-"

"I prefer the Terrible White Witch." James interrupted.

"Alright the Terrible White Witch's." Edmund agreed, "Anyway I entered the ice castle."

"Ice prison." James corrected.

"Okay, Ice prison." Edmund decided, "And the first thing I saw was a girl with curly blond hair, and wearing a deep blue dress, fashioned exactly like the terrible white witch's dress. She was kneeling-"

"She wasn't kneeling, she was crumpled." James corrected again.

"Will you stop interrupting me," Edmund snapped. "Anyway, the girl was crumpled in the front of the terrible white witch's throne. A dwarf was stand behind her with a spear pointed at her back. The terrible White Witch sat fiercely in her throne yelling at the girl, something about a bird I think-"

"It was a falcon," James said.

"Will you stop it!" Edmund yelled. "Anyway, wait, how do you know?"

"That girl was Jade and obviously I know what happened, as Jade is my sister." James replied.

"Why was the terrible white witch mad about a falcon?"

"Me and Jade-"

"Jade and I." Edmund corrected the grammar.

"Jade and I," James said angrily, "Set the falcon free from the terrible white witch's clutches."

"Oh, wait how did you manage that? You'd have to figure a way inside." Edmund said thinking it through.

"That was easy, continue your story." James said hastily, hoping they wouldn't question more.

"Anyway, the girl was sobbing and begging her not to do something." Edmund continued.

"What was she scared about?" Peter asked, turning to James.

"Well, the terrible white witch was threatening to whip me and her." James sighed.

"What!?" Peter yelled. "Just for freeing a bird!"

"A falcon. And you see, it definitely wasn't are first time freeing a captive of hers. We would've freed Mr. Tumnus and Edmund, but to make sure we didn't, she chained Jade and I in a cell next to Tumnus and Edmund."

"And how did she catch you?" Peter asked.

James didn't say anything.

"I feel like some details are being glazed here, James," Peter said sternly, Swift shifted awkwardly in her seat. Suddenly James realized something, he could tell and break his sister's heart, or save it and convince Peter to stay no matter what.

"Peter, it isn't my place to tell," James had decided on the later, "No matter what Jade tells you. I need you to promise to still be her friend and trust her."

"Still be her friend? Of course I'll still be her friend, what news could be that bad to make me leave her?"

James and Swift chuckled grimly. Suddenly James's eyes glazed, and he told everyone to be quiet.

James?!

What's up? Do you know where you are?

Yeah, but I had to be flattering to get the information, don't tell Peter!

Well, where are you?!

Ettinsmoor, deep in the mountains in some manor.

Okay.

Guess what I learned!

What!

They're going to use me to bring down Narnia into a weak, powerless, and poor country.

How's that supposed to work?

They think I'm Peter's fiance.

What!

Yeah.

You know that won't work, Jade, the High King shouldn't marry the white witch's daughter.

Yeah, I know.

Love you, Jade, goodbye.

Good bye, tell Peter I say hello and will explain later.

Wait, you can't tell him.

Yes I can.

Your as stubborn as an ox, good bye, Jade.

Love you.

James instantly looked up.

"I've got news."

"How?" Edmund asked confused.

"Twin connection, they can speak to each other without anyone overhearing." Swift explained.

Edmund glanced at her,

"You look familiar, have I seen you before?"

"No, Your Majesty."

"Edmund, call me Edmund."

"Alright, as I said before I have news. Jade's is being held captive in Ettinsmoor, deep in the mountains, in some manor." James said.

"How is she?" Peter asked worriedly.

"Good, but she learned the plot of her captors." James sighed not wanting to tell the plan. "The captors have been watching and writing down your ways, Peter, for five months. When Jade entered your life, they began studying her. Somehow they saw you kiss Jade good bye and figured that Jade was your fiance."

"Wait," Edmund said glancing at Peter, "is she?"

"No," Peter blushed.

"Anyway," James continued, "they kidnapped Jade, knowing that the High King of Narnia had deep feelings for her. They will use her for ransom to bring Narnia into a country of weakness, powerlessness, and very poor."

"And that's supposed to work?" Edmund asked.

"Jade dies if Narnia doesn't agree to the terms," James said heavily.