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The silence had finally broken, and now another objective had come to mind: how to bring Princess Melfina and Gene Starwind together surreptitiously. It was a real quagmire for never before in the history of the country had love occurred between a citizen and a royal. It was simply forbidden. Aisha had been greatly relieved to discover that Gene Starwind also had a strong liking for the princess, though before he had not been aware of her identity. For a second, she had been apprehensive lest he was not as fond of her as she was fond of him. She brushed back a strand of silvery hair and began to wonder what they could do to bring the two lovers together.
Jim couldn't help but laugh, "Wow Gene! The princess! This time we've got our hands full with your crush." Gene tried to hide the fact that Jim's statement caused him to blush; yet he was failing miserably.
Aisha shook her head in disapproval, "Come on you two! We've got to get an idea fast because time is running out until the princess has to marry that snobby king person, whatever his name was." Gene winced, Aisha had explicated to him after the long silence had been broken about the exact position in their current situation, and of course she had also mentioned about King Harry.
He pulled on a pair of black gloves and chuckled out loud, "Maybe I can fist fight him." His eyes glittered as the image came played in his head.
"Cut that out, Gene! This is serious!" Jim reprimanded his older partner who had a tendency to wonder off to dream land. He ran his hand through his golden blond hair and let out a hopeless sigh. "We're not going to get anything accomplished with Gene around," Jim thought annoyed at Gene's burst of immaturity.
Impatience brimmed over in Aisha's deep blue eyes; she much preferred going at the spur of the moment than sitting and thinking a precise plan through.
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Melfina secretly exited the palace, hugged by a green satin robe and carrying a few items within some silk bags. The stars above her twinkled brightly like tiny beacons for freedom. She knew she was leaving the life of riches, of fanciful balls, and courtly manner, but she did not care. The ground was hard against her moccasin like shoes and the wind had begun to slap at her harshly. Yet she persevered. She hoped to leave the city before the early rays of the dawning sun danced out over the horizon because she knew that a search party would be initiated as soon as they discovered her missing. She trod softly into the market area of the city - the place where she had met Gene Starwind. "Once last glimpse," she thought to herself, "just one more before I leave." But she knew that if she did, it would only make the separation harder. She closed her eyes and walked right pass Gene's shop. Perhaps if she had looked, she would have seen Aisha, Gene, and Jim together and she would not have had to go through with her harsh decision. But such is the irony of life.
"I've got an idea," Jim suggested, it was not surprising that Jim, though the youngest had been the first to formulate a plan since he had always been the most intelligent. Aisha seemed skeptical at first, but considering that no other ideas had been presented, she decided to allow this supposedly young child to speak. "All we have to do is fake Melfina's death. Of course, everyone will grieve and King Harry won't have a bride. Then, Melfina, still very alive, will be free and Gene and her can run off to another country and get married!"
Aisha bit her lip, mulling over the idea, "It could work. But we would first need to get the consent of the princess. And how is she gonna supposedly die?"
"I haven't thought of that one yet," Jim smiled sheepishly, "but I will when I get there." He was glad that Aisha had somewhat approved of his idea. He would show her! He would show her what kind of great genius he was.
"It's a start," Gene commented, "better than my plan."
"Your plan?" Aisha asked curiously.
"Yeah. We go in and beat up all the guards. Then we kidnap Melfina and run away and live happily ever after!" Gene cackled maliciously as Jim and Aisha gave each other shifty looks. Sweat had formed on both their foreheads.
"Is he always this weird?" Aisha whispered to Jim. Jim nodded closing his eyes and placing one hand on his forehead dramatically.
"Hey! Hey! That's not very nice, now, is it?" Gene smiled softly, "I'm the main man here, aren't I? You can't keep secrets from me."
"More like main dolt," Jim muttered to himself, displeased.
"We should be on our way!" Aisha exclaimed staring outside. She hoped to get to Melfina before the sun rose and tell her the plan.
"You want us to come with you?" Jim asked hopefully - he was fond of the "cat lady".
"No, I should go alone as to not arouse any suspicion," she answered, pulling the hood over her head once more and waving. "See ya guys later! Buh bye, lover boy!" She quickly dashed away heading for the ornate palace where the princess resided.
"She's pretty," Jim was thinking out loud.
"Oh! Looks like Jim's got a crush!" Gene laughed pulling Jim into a headlock.
Jim squirmed uncomfortably shouting, "Hey! Stop it! And I don't have a crush!" Gene finally let him go, but it wasn't because of his screaming protests.
"Sure Jim, whatever you say," Gene was smiling in a way that made Jim queasy, "I won't tell her. Now, I'm going to get some rest, call me when your little friend gets back." Gene waved and headed down the dark corridor to his room.'
Even though Gene had already left, Jim still muttered, "She's not my little friend, but she sure is beautiful."
Ok, That would be it for now. Remember to email me at ladydemosthenes9@yahoo.com if you'd like to be informed every time this story is updated. PLEASE R AND R! I love hearing from everyone.
Author's Note: Also, I have decided to start something new for my fics - if you would like me to email you when I update, please email me at ladydemosthenes9@yahoo.com with subject "Princess Melfina" and tell me so. I will email you whenever this story is updated.
The silence had finally broken, and now another objective had come to mind: how to bring Princess Melfina and Gene Starwind together surreptitiously. It was a real quagmire for never before in the history of the country had love occurred between a citizen and a royal. It was simply forbidden. Aisha had been greatly relieved to discover that Gene Starwind also had a strong liking for the princess, though before he had not been aware of her identity. For a second, she had been apprehensive lest he was not as fond of her as she was fond of him. She brushed back a strand of silvery hair and began to wonder what they could do to bring the two lovers together.
Jim couldn't help but laugh, "Wow Gene! The princess! This time we've got our hands full with your crush." Gene tried to hide the fact that Jim's statement caused him to blush; yet he was failing miserably.
Aisha shook her head in disapproval, "Come on you two! We've got to get an idea fast because time is running out until the princess has to marry that snobby king person, whatever his name was." Gene winced, Aisha had explicated to him after the long silence had been broken about the exact position in their current situation, and of course she had also mentioned about King Harry.
He pulled on a pair of black gloves and chuckled out loud, "Maybe I can fist fight him." His eyes glittered as the image came played in his head.
"Cut that out, Gene! This is serious!" Jim reprimanded his older partner who had a tendency to wonder off to dream land. He ran his hand through his golden blond hair and let out a hopeless sigh. "We're not going to get anything accomplished with Gene around," Jim thought annoyed at Gene's burst of immaturity.
Impatience brimmed over in Aisha's deep blue eyes; she much preferred going at the spur of the moment than sitting and thinking a precise plan through.
,
Melfina secretly exited the palace, hugged by a green satin robe and carrying a few items within some silk bags. The stars above her twinkled brightly like tiny beacons for freedom. She knew she was leaving the life of riches, of fanciful balls, and courtly manner, but she did not care. The ground was hard against her moccasin like shoes and the wind had begun to slap at her harshly. Yet she persevered. She hoped to leave the city before the early rays of the dawning sun danced out over the horizon because she knew that a search party would be initiated as soon as they discovered her missing. She trod softly into the market area of the city - the place where she had met Gene Starwind. "Once last glimpse," she thought to herself, "just one more before I leave." But she knew that if she did, it would only make the separation harder. She closed her eyes and walked right pass Gene's shop. Perhaps if she had looked, she would have seen Aisha, Gene, and Jim together and she would not have had to go through with her harsh decision. But such is the irony of life.
"I've got an idea," Jim suggested, it was not surprising that Jim, though the youngest had been the first to formulate a plan since he had always been the most intelligent. Aisha seemed skeptical at first, but considering that no other ideas had been presented, she decided to allow this supposedly young child to speak. "All we have to do is fake Melfina's death. Of course, everyone will grieve and King Harry won't have a bride. Then, Melfina, still very alive, will be free and Gene and her can run off to another country and get married!"
Aisha bit her lip, mulling over the idea, "It could work. But we would first need to get the consent of the princess. And how is she gonna supposedly die?"
"I haven't thought of that one yet," Jim smiled sheepishly, "but I will when I get there." He was glad that Aisha had somewhat approved of his idea. He would show her! He would show her what kind of great genius he was.
"It's a start," Gene commented, "better than my plan."
"Your plan?" Aisha asked curiously.
"Yeah. We go in and beat up all the guards. Then we kidnap Melfina and run away and live happily ever after!" Gene cackled maliciously as Jim and Aisha gave each other shifty looks. Sweat had formed on both their foreheads.
"Is he always this weird?" Aisha whispered to Jim. Jim nodded closing his eyes and placing one hand on his forehead dramatically.
"Hey! Hey! That's not very nice, now, is it?" Gene smiled softly, "I'm the main man here, aren't I? You can't keep secrets from me."
"More like main dolt," Jim muttered to himself, displeased.
"We should be on our way!" Aisha exclaimed staring outside. She hoped to get to Melfina before the sun rose and tell her the plan.
"You want us to come with you?" Jim asked hopefully - he was fond of the "cat lady".
"No, I should go alone as to not arouse any suspicion," she answered, pulling the hood over her head once more and waving. "See ya guys later! Buh bye, lover boy!" She quickly dashed away heading for the ornate palace where the princess resided.
"She's pretty," Jim was thinking out loud.
"Oh! Looks like Jim's got a crush!" Gene laughed pulling Jim into a headlock.
Jim squirmed uncomfortably shouting, "Hey! Stop it! And I don't have a crush!" Gene finally let him go, but it wasn't because of his screaming protests.
"Sure Jim, whatever you say," Gene was smiling in a way that made Jim queasy, "I won't tell her. Now, I'm going to get some rest, call me when your little friend gets back." Gene waved and headed down the dark corridor to his room.'
Even though Gene had already left, Jim still muttered, "She's not my little friend, but she sure is beautiful."
Ok, That would be it for now. Remember to email me at ladydemosthenes9@yahoo.com if you'd like to be informed every time this story is updated. PLEASE R AND R! I love hearing from everyone.