Disclaimer: I do not own Princess of thieves or anything of the characters. But I do own all the other stuff, so don't you go stealin' from me. I will hunt you down and take it back. No just kiddin. Hope you like this chapter.

AN: Special thanks to Appollina and Aria Vanyel for their help on some things, and listening to me think out loud.

Chapter 3…

"What do you mean there's a spy?" The captain and Philip said together.

"Well it seems he was left here when Prince John escaped, and has been gathering information for him and the sheriff all this time," Robin explained looking very serious.

"That makes a lot of possibilities. I don't even know were to begin," said the captain with a frown. "The castle still has most of the original staff. In fact the only new people are a new cook and myself."

"Well," Robin continued, "it seems our dear prince is planning to attach at the Christmas feast."

"Well that gives a lot of time to plan how to stop him and bring him to justice once and for all," stated Philip determinedly, "considering its now only September."

"Yes it does your majesty," agreed the captain, "now if you will excuse me I have plans to make," he said as he bowed and walked out the door.

"Come on Will, we should go to. Good day to you your majesty. And please take care of that daughter of mine," said Robin with a smile.

"Do not worry sir, she'll be well taken care off," said the king with a smile of his own as Robin and Will left.

Gwen didn't care what was being said about her, she had long ago fallen asleep. Philip got up as soon as Robin had left and went to Gwyn. He smoothed her hair from her face and kissed her gently on the forehead. To bad I have to leave, I could stay with her all day, but I am still the king and have duties to attend. and with that thought he walked out the door and into the hall. When he shut the door behind him and turned to the hall, he found Frodrick standing in front of him. "Oh Frodrick, in all the excitement, I forgot I had, no Gwyn had, sent for you. I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait though, she fell asleep during the meeting, and the doctor says she needs her rest. You can go in their and wait though."

"No, that's alright your majesty, I'll come and see her when she awakes," Frodrick assured him, "I would like to, however discuss our relations with Spain."

"All right, I'm busy right know, because I am behind on paperwork, but as soon as I have time and its alright with you, well discuss it," promised Philip.

"Thank you your majesty," said Frodrick with a slight bow.

But just as he began to leave Philip said, "oh, and Frodrick. Please do not call me your majesty unless we're in court. You saved my life and I consider you a friend and friends do not call friends 'your majesty', okay?"

"Yes your maj….Philip I will try. It's just hard when almost everyone else calls you that. But I will try," and with a smile and a wave he was gone down the hall.

Philip watched him leave and then let out a long sigh, and trudged off to his writing room to get back to the business of being king. As he was sitting at his desk he thought I hope Gwyn is better by this evening, so I have some one to talk to at dinner instead of that boring old duke. But now is not the time to think of pleasantries, I have work to do and went diligently back to work.

Later that evening……..

It was about time for dinner and Philip decided to go see if he was going to have an escort or not. When he reached the door he took a moment to straiten himself out, the guards saw this and tried not to smile. The king noticed, but decided not to mention it. He knocked on the door, because he knew that just to walk in would be dangerous to his health. When he heard a soft "Come in" form the other side of the door he entered without a second thought.

As soon as he entered the doors slammed behind him and the bar was set in place, locking the guards out. Then suddenly a knife was at his throat. That's when he saw that Gwyn had been tied up and gagged. This he could tell was not going to end well.