Linda finally got up with a loud groan. She gave up on trying fall back asleep after ten minutes of hopeless tossing. She had spent the first minute thinking over the events that had occurred in her dream but it was a question that one needed more than a fourth of their brain working. Glancing at her clock to find out it was almost eleven. She walked into her bathroom and reached into her pockets to feel the soft silk still there. She pulled it out, leaving it on her dresser, and took a long needed shower.

She left her room about an hour later wearing her traditional ripped jeans and t-shirt, her hair damp and slightly more wavy than normal. Her hazel eyes looked over to where the cloth rested on her dresser and quickly slipped it back into her pocket. Linda's mind returned to milling over the dream again, having a clearer head. She remembered how her eyes had stayed golden after she had left the prison and it wasn't until she returned to her world in New York that they changed back. 'I wonder if being in this world cancels out the spell' she mused.

Linda then walked down the hall to find Chris sprawled out on the couch snoring slightly. All her thoughts seemed to disappear and she immediately felt more cheery. 'Cripes, he's so cute when he sleeps' she thought before shaking her head, wondering where the comment had come form. About a hundred evil ideas ran through Linda's head at the sight but she opted to simply to push him off the couch. She got on top of the couch's back and kicked him. He landed with a satisfying thump and yell of surprise.

Chris whipped around after waking up to find himself on the floor of a strange room. At first he was confused until he heard Linda chuckling to herself and remembered everything from last night. Her mischievous hazel eyes were filled with mirth, she was beautiful as she sat there. He grumbled coming back to his senses and in annoyance yelled "What the hell was that for?"

"And a good morning to you too. Cripes though, I figured royalty would sleep in but it's already twelve in the afternoon."

He smiled up at her as he pulled himself off the floor. "And I never thought that wolves were early risers."

"I can hardly call this hour of the day early. We're not though, but we are light sleepers, or at least I am. Damn sun" she formed a slight scowl before breaking into a humorous grin.

'God, she looks pretty when she smiles' Chris thought before turning his head to hide his sudden blush. Even though the two had only known each other for a short time, and it was hardly under the best circumstances, he had grown to like her.

The two continued talking about stupid things and the differences between New York and the kingdoms though breakfast until Linda slipped her hand within her jean pocket. Feeling the silk instantly reminded her of the dream from last night.

"Umm… Chris?" she muttered as her fingers fiddled with the smooth fabric.

"Yes?" Chris muttered over his tea before taking another sip.

Linda removed the cloth from her pocket, placing it on top of the counter. Chris's eyes grew as he noticed his family crest on the fabric in golden thread. "Where did you get this?" he said turning his eyes to look at Linda.

"Well I…um…I sort of found it in that mirror room back in your castle. " she made a nervous chuckling sound before taking a breath. "Anyways, where I got this isn't important. Look at this." Then in a clear tone she said "Reveal your secrets to me" Her eyes flashing yellow as she spoke.

Chris was amazed to say the least to see the intricate design of the house of red crest begin to unravel itself. "Wait a minute that is the first Queen Riding Hood!" he said as the names begin to form and the family tree became visible. He looked at Linda and then back at the cloth to find that the threads had ceased moving. He looked at the bottom to find his name listed on the far corner and on the opposite corner was Linda's name as well. He followed up the line to Queen Riding Hood 1st's sister. He opened his mouth to speak but Linda beat him to it.

"Apparently my father is descendent from the House of Red, meaning I'm some distant cousin of yours."

"Do you know what this means?" Chris said incredulously. "You are Queen Riding Hood 4th , the next rightful heir to the throne! My mother must have known about this and kidnapped you for that reason, and to think a wolf is to be the next ruler of the 2nd kingdom…"

"Well I have decided to decline the job." Linda stated bluntly . "It's not like I wanted to run your kingdom in the first place, I don't even know anything about it."

"You can't just refuse the throne! It's your duty…" Chris was about to say more but Linda cut in.

"I've only been to your kingdom once or twice. Damn it, I don't even live anywhere in the 9 kingdoms. I can't rule a country! Besides, its not like anyone knows I'm a member of the House of Red. I didn't even know until last night. Nobody would know any better if I refuse the job."

"To be the queen is not just a 'job' and you can't just turn your back on your position."

"Why not." Linda said sarcastically crossing her arms defiantly.

Chris groaned in annoyance. 'Damn, she certainly has the stubbornness of a Riding Hood,' he thought as he looked her straight in the eye. "Because it is your obligation, whether you want to or not. Besides you can help fix the problem our kingdom has been having between the people and the wolves that reside their." He then thought to himself 'Either that or make the conflict worse.'

"Why should I care what happens in 'your' kingdom," she placed emphasis on the word 'your' "and what about my father and his family. Its not like they were given any of the royalties for belonging to the House of Red."

Chris grew silent at this. He hadn't thought of it like that and suddenly felt bad about what he had said. He looked at Linda to apologize, only to see her shake her head. "Lets not talk about this anymore." she said. She then suddenly lifted her hand to her head and muttered, "I feel strange." Chris noticed her eyes flash yellow before she collapsed to the ground. The last thing she remembered was being caught in Chris's arms.

Authors Notes:

Well here's another chapter. It's sorta short but anyways...hopefully it's not to bad. If anyone has any ideas you might have for this story, I would love to hear it. Please review!