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A\N: ALL RIGHT I ADMIT IT! I did not come up with the names Florin and Guilder. But I will give a sticker to whoever can tell me where I got them from!!!! I bet you can't. If not I will tell you next chapter. Yeah Thank you those 3 people who reviewed the last chapter I really appreciate. Spirita and svata2004 and Kat. Where are all you people who reviewed the first chapters? Did I lose you? I hope not. Here it goes.
A\N 2 : I am not a doctor or medical student, so some of this chapter may seem stupid and unlikely or even impossible to you much smarter people. I haven't got a clue what I am talking about, so just stick with me. This is my world remember and if I want things to happen this way, then the laws of nature and physics will just have to comply!
"ROXTON!" Challenger yelled as he entered the tent.
Roxton bolted up and jumped out of the bed. "What happened? Is she ok"
"Yes, but I think that Madeline is actually still in Marguerite's body," Challenger said excitedly.
"What?" Roxton looked very confused.
" I think that when Madeline's clothing changed to Marguerite's she was actually trading bodies with Marguerite on her side. Don't you remember the tracks we found, they disappeared, they set themselves back to their original status."
"So why didn't Marguerite come back with her body?" Veronica asked from behind him.
" I suppose a soul is trapped on the side of the plane they are on." Challenger replied. He hadn't given much thought to that.
"But what makes you think that she is in Marguerite's body?" Malone asked.
"Well, um, Veronica and Malone, could you step outside for a moment?" Challenger asked.
They looked at each other and Malone shrugged as they walked outside.
"Roxton, I need to ask you a very personal question. Have you and Marguerite ever, oh, ever,"
Roxton could tell what he meant from the way he was blushing. "Yes Challenger, we have. Why do you ask?" he replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Well when we were getting the bullet out of her abdomen, I had to do some stitching of her organs and the shaman noticed that her ovaries were swollen, which could be a sign of –"
"Pregnancy?" Roxton felt like he could faint. He sat down on the bed.
"Are you all right?" Challenger bent down to face Roxton.
"Yes, I'm fine," he smiled, "But what makes you think that couldn't be Madeline's body still?"
"Well, it was very uncommon in Madeline's day to do such things before marriage, especially someone in such high standings as the Princess."
"Yes, but if that Princess is anything like Marguerite, we have no idea," Roxton smirked.
"Roxton!" Challenger admonished.
"Well, there is one way we could tell," Roxton said as he rushed out of the tent and went towards Madeline's.
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Chantler came back in the room minutes later. "Just as I suspected. He has been poisoned."
"Poisoned!" Marguerite screeched. "When did he get poisoned?"
"The blade of the sword was covered in a very dangerous and lethal toxin I don't know how to fight."
"So your saying you can't save him?" Marguerite yelled.
" It would take a miracle." Chantler replied.
"Fortunately a miracle is all I have to offer," a voice from the other side of the room came. A young man stepped in the door. He looked very rich and very distinguished. He was followed by a much older man.
" Sir William Roxton, what do you mean?" Chantler asked as he bowed in polite recognition. Marguerite stood and studied the man's face as he bowed and she curtsied in return. He looked nothing like John. ' I wonder if that is what his brother looks like,' she thought.
"I mean…. Magic." He smirked.
"BAH!" Chantler boomed.
"Sir," the older man that had followed him replied, " your father has warned you that if you do such things that your father will disinherit you. And above all else, you will dishonor the family name."
"Joseph, Honor and Inheritance is not worth a man's life, and not worth breaking the bond of true love," he smiled towards Marguerite's direction.
'Now that sounds like what Roxton would say.' She thought.
"Yes, but what kind of magic do you know that will stop a poison unbeknownst to even me?" Chantler said defensively.
"What you might call 'Black Magic', the cure to all ailments. But dear Princess, it will require your services." William said.
"Anything," Marguerite replied.
" I will return shortly," he said simply and walked out followed by Joseph who began shouting, "Sir William! Your father will hear about this!"
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Roxton ran into Madeline's tent. "Her Birthmark," he said and with that turned he slightly to see her shoulder. " It's there. You're right, this is Marguerite's body."
Challenger sighed, "Well, now we don't have to go in physically and pull Marguerite back to this plane, but how do you get a human soul to cross a plane of reality."
Roxton knelt beside Madeline. There had to be a way, but how?
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William returned in a few minutes holding a goblet. "Now all I need is true love's blood."
"Blood?" stammered Marguerite.
"Yes, only the blood of his true love, which seems to be you, Princess, if you don't think me presumptuous."
"All right," Marguerite picked up the knife sitting near the bed. 'What if only Madeline's blood works, I am not his true love, will my blood work?' She pricked her finger, and let a few drops fall into the goblet.
William gave Richard a few sips of it and left the room just as his father walked in. "WILLIAM!" his father boomed. " I TOLD YOU!"
"LORD ROXTON!" Marguerite shouted. "If you do not mind there is a injured man here fighting for his life, and I do not appreciate you yelling like a mad man!"
Everyone in the room stared at her in disbelief. She was definitely bold.
" Now please take your conversation outside!" Marguerite continued. Then she heard a small laugh behind her. She turned and saw Richard leaning on his good arm.
"You always were one to take charge, you stubborn little thing." He laughed louder.
"Richard!" she cried. "Lay back down, don't talk, you're not strong enough yet."
"I feel fine, except for the pain in my shoulder," he replied, lying back down grudgingly.
"I think we have Sir William to thank for that." She replied, looking at William and a very shocked Lord Roxton and an even more perplexed Chantler.
"Here," said Richard, "take this ring. As a tribute to your family name." Marguerite looked at his ring as he handed it to William.
'That's John's ring,' she gaped.
She caught herself with her mouth open as she heard Lord Roxton still cursing William and threatening to rub out his name from the Roxton line as they left the room.
Richard looked at Marguerite. "So tell me what happened while I was out," Richard said smiling.
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Madeline stirred. Roxton looked up and took her hand. "Richard?" she mumbled. "No, it's Roxton. Madeline, are you alright?"
" Oh, I'm just grand. I feel like I have been trampled by every horse in the whole bloody royal regiment, but I'm fine." She spat. "I'm sorry."
"That's alright," John smiled, "It was a stupid question."
"I … I'm really tired, I'm going to go back to sleep now…" she said as she started to drift off again.
"All right," Roxton smiled.
" I love you, Richard," Madeline sighed as she went back to sleep.
Roxton bit his lower lip and looked upward, " I love you, Marguerite," he sighed.
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"So William saved you life," Marguerite concluded.
"But if you aren't Madeline, then how did your blood work in the potion?" he asked.
" I don't know. Unless I am in Madeline's body, but how would I know. She looks exactly like me."
"Not exactly, your birthmarks would be different, would they not?"
"Birthmarks?" Marguerite said with a chill.
" It is to be believed to be the one thing that is different among every person. The places where angels kiss you before you are born. But it is just folklore. But it is a nice thing to believe." Richard smiled.
" No maybe it's true." She pulled down her sleeve off her shoulder.
"Marguerite!" Richard scorned as he turned his eyes away.
"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot." She chuckled. "Richard, it's not there! My birthmark isn't there! I am in Madeline's body!"
Richard grabbed her hand and looked up to the ceiling. "I love you Madeline," he whispered.
"I love you, John," Marguerite whispered so low she could barely hear it.
Marguerite felt a tingling going through her, or Madeline's rather, body. "Richard," she gasped. " She felt like she was floating, but she knew she was still sitting. "What is going on?"
Richard just stared at her, "What do you mean? Nothing is going on. Oh dear, nevermind!"
Marguerite began to see her fingers glow. And then…….
Don't you love cliffhangers! HAHA! I promise the next chapter will be up soon! Unless you don't review! Then I guess I will have to wait. * evil grin * Lol. See ya!…….
