"Security

"Security!" Roddy alarmed in jeopardy. "You sir!"

The guard standing at the inside entrance turned his head.

"Is there a problem your majesty?"

"Yes there is!" the prince barked. "We have intruders!"

The man picked up a walkie talkie from his belt.

"We have intruders on deck thirteen." He muttered. "Send in two guards."

"Double that!"

"You know what, make that four."

He stored the speaking device back in his belt and walked towards the scene.

"Is she alright?" the security guard questioned after he saw Rita. She clung onto Roddy her face buried in his shoulder.

"She'll be fine." Roddy stated. He caressed her hair and grasped his arm around her. He glared up at Le Toad. So they met again. It seemed like he was confronting a monster that haunted him in his childhood.

"It's lovely seeing you again Roderick." Le Toad gave a graceful bow. When he fully stood back up, he was holding two swords, formed in an 'X'. Out of nowhere, one of them swooped out of his hands and darted towards the guard. Roddy gritted his teeth together to relieve himself from the sight. There were gaps in the guards breathing. Moments later, his heart gave out. He fell back, bouncing the sword back in Le Toads grip. Then, he tossed it to the prince.

"What is this all about then?" Roddy growled.

"Remember the ball, when you pointed a sword at me and threatened me?"

"What about it?"

"I think you and I should have a fair battle."

"My answer is no."

"That's strange." Le Toad mocked. "I thought every prince knew how to fight. Especially for the sake of true love."

"Don't do it Rod." Rita begged.

"Don't worry dear, I won't."

"Whitey." Le Toad ordered. "Separate him from the vermin."

Roddy didn't think Whitey would walk up to him and randomly pull Rita out of his grasp. But as Whitey paced toward them, he began to worry. Meanwhile, the backup security came crashing in.

"Alright, stop in your pawtracks!" One of them yelled, pointing his gun at Le Toad.

Le Toad only grinned.

"Whitey!"

Whitey nodded. Inside his pocket was a rifle. Roddy covered Ritas ears but she still heard the gunshots. She turned her head and glanced at the dead men.

"Rita, run."

"No!" she yelled. "For ten years this man has been terrorizing me! I have to face my fears and show him whose boss."

Rita picked up the sword off the ground.

"If there's anyone you're going to fight, it'll be me."

Le Toad cackled like a wicked witch at her bravery. She showed him she was serious by stabbing him in the shoulder. Le Toad backed away in minor pain. He looked up at her. "I believe you now."

"You wont believe what I've been taught." She said. "And it was all worth it! Here I am, facing you just when you spoil a perfect moment!"

"Oh, were you—"

"And I am tired of you always saying how useless I am towards you. I took good care of your kids, I did everything you asked and you still try to ruin my life! Well it isn't happening!"

"A ceremony can be about one minute. I advise you to go the easy way and come with us."

Rita spit on him. She held the weapon in her hands like a baseball bat.

"Come and get me." She challenged. "Unless if your scared."

"Scared!" he hollered in laughter. "Of corse not!"

Rita took the first swing. The swords clanged together flawlessly as Rita ran backwards avoiding all of Le Toad's moves. She performed a few stunts every now and then such as somersaults and back flips.

"I will admit you are very excellent at sword fighting." Le Toad complemented. "But you couldn't even last five minutes washing dishes."

"I'm never going to anymore!" Rita yelled. "I'm free now! You hear me! When I become queen all of Underground London will see you for who you really are and the king will banish you!"

Le Toad caught her by surprise in a stunt he pulled. He moved his sword to Ritas left. When she aimed for it, the sword flicked back to her right and cut her in the upper arm.

When she was distracted with him, Whitey stomped over to Roddy and cracked his knuckles.

"You stole her from me."

Roddy gulped and backed away.

"Uh… Rita."

"What is it?" she hollered still clanging swords.

"Your ex fiancée is going to kill me!"

Rita made a move where she walked around in a circle so Le Toad would be out of her way. She ran over to Roddy and stood in front of him. She pointed the weapon at Whiteys throat.

"Don't move." She growled. "Either you two turn yourselves in, or I have no choice but to kill you."

"I wish I didn't have to hurt you, but I must." Whitey sounded very guilty. Rita raised your eyebrows in satisfaction.

"Now get out." She ordered. "By order of the future queen, leave!"

She watched Whitey like a hawk heartlessly as he moved towards the edge. He glanced at Rita one more time before he jumped off the giant ship.

"Rita lookout!"

Roddy was too late to warn her as she felt her legs cut open. There was one line from her thigh to the ankle while the other one on her right was more diagonal. When she saw her blood on the floor, she looked at Le Toad one last time before she fainted.

"Finally…" he muttered. "I got you where I want you!" Roddy ran towards him but Le Toad pushed him off. Roddy gripped onto the white bars as the bitter cold stream was calling him below. "All you ever did was mess around with me. Do I have 'fool' written on my head?"

Rita was like a corpse. She couldn't hear him and no matter what, he couldn't convince her of anything. He raised his weapon up in the air. "See whose won now?" he stood there like the White Witch ready to kill Aslan.

"Get off of her!" Roddy managed to climb back up the bars. He picked up Rita's sword and without a warning, pinned it through Le Toads throat.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven!" the crowd was yelling back in the club.

He walked the mad man to the edge of the boat and pulled out the blood coated sword. Le Toads body fell into the crystal of death.

"Four, three, two, one!"

Their roars could be heard from where Roddy was standing.

"Rita!" He ran up to his fiancée and placed her head on his lap. "Hold on…"

Three hours later she awoke in her suite. She laid on the king size bed in her silk nightgown. The comforter was pushed to the side to expose her legs which had gauze sponges pressed against them. A thin white blanket sat over her chest as she heard those voices.

"This looks pretty bad." Said the older female voice. "She needs at least one hundred stitches."

"At least she'll be able to walk again, right?"

"Hopefully in less than a month."

Rita sat up and stretched her arms. When Roddy saw her moving, he reached into the fridge and pulled out a Popsicle.

"What's this all about?"

"I have to distract you." Said Roddy. "I know you're scared to death of needles. Well you need stitches."

Rita rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Why?"

She watched the nurse as she got out the needle and a long string of thread.

"Relax dollface." She said. "It's not that bad."

Rita still panted heavily. She took the purple Popsicle from Roddy and sucked on it. It wasn't good enough to calm her nerves. Roddy took her hand and said, "Oye. I'm right here."

"What happened to Le Toad?"

"He's dead."

"Ow!"

The nurse put the needle at the end of the cut. The thread burned through her skin. Roddy squeezed her hand and caressed her head.

"It's alright. This lady is really good with medical business. Just keep talking to me and you won't feel a thing." Rita took a bite out of the popsicle.

"This is so good. What is it?"

"It's called a popsicle. I was given those as a boy during visits in the hospital. It calmed me down."

"So what happened?"

"Le Toad froze in the water."

"He's cold blooded."

"I stabbed him." Said Roddy.

"What time is it?"

"Three. You gained your freedom three hours ago."

Rita sighed and slumped her head down.

"I feel bad."

"Why?"

"All the other servants at the Floodgate." She was near the verge of tears. "What about them?"

"I'll send police to get them tomorrow." He vowed. "Don't cry. Our dreams are coming true."

"I never had dreams." Said Rita. "Only nightmares."

"Don't worry. At this moment all the ghosts are going away."

"No Roddy." Rita shook her head. "They never go away."

"Well their not going to hurt you, as long as I live."

Rita raised her finger and looked at the valuable ring. When it came into contact with the light of the lamp, it changed colors.

"And nothings going to harm you." Said Rita. "Not while I'm around…"

"I now pronounce you two, husband and wife."

The lovers stood on the alter of the cathedral and kissed passionately as their friends applauded. Both mothers wept as the fathers stood with pride. Rita hugged her new husband before he put his arm around her waist and escorted her down the red carpet. A couple of Rita's sisters ran over and picked up the end of her flowing skirt, so the white pedals wouldnt stick to the beads. She truly did look like a princess with her hair curled and her shoulders bare. She waved to her loved ones before Roddy opened the door for her.

Of corse the reception was in the ballroom. The castle was shined, polished and coated in white roses for preparation. She knew now that her parents wouldn't have to worry about food or clothing. Her entire family and the Floodgate servants lived in pure luxury from that day forward. But the best part, she learned that anybody could live happily ever after. She didn't have to be a princess.

So of corse, King Roderick and Queen Margarita lived happily ever after.