Chapter Six
All of the orphans stared in amazement at the sight before them. They had finally made it the kingdom of Corona. The kingdom was buzzing with many activities. The bakers were baking, children were playing, and some were dancing.
"Wow!" Daphne exclaimed as she, Flynn, and the Stabbington brothers took in the sights.
"Wow definitely describes this place," Jacob agreed. The two boys beside him nodded in agreement.
Paul and Flynn were about to say something when their stomachs began to growl. They sighed. They were starving and unfortunately they did not have any money to buy anything. The orphanage was having financial issues, and no one was allowed to buy anything.
"I am starving!" the boys said at the exact time half an hour later.
Miss Ariel blinked back tears as she heard many of the orphans complaining about being hungry. She wanted to get them something to eat so badly, but she knew she could not. The only way she would be able to feed them was to steal, and she was not going to do that. No matter how tempting it was to do. "Children, we are five minutes away," she told them.
The children forgot about their hunger and yelled for joy at the thought going inside the palace. They ran toward the castle.
"Hold it!" One of guards told the children in a serious tone. "State your business."
"The children from the orphanage are here to visit," Miss Ariel replied.
The guard grinned at the woman. He blinked at her. "Well, I am afraid that I cannot… let you stay out here. Come on in."
"Yay!" Yelled the orphan's excitedly. The rushed to go inside, but a cough from Miss Ariel made them stop.
"Remember what I told you? You have to be on your best behavior," she told them sternly.
"Yes, mam," they replied simultaneously. They walked inside quietly. Excitement filling each of them as went further along.
Paul closed his eyes. His stomach began to growl as they walked more. They had just passed the kitchen and the food smelled really good. He peeked inside the galley. He grinned no one was in there maybe if could…
"What are you doing?" Flynn asked.
"I am going to get some food that's what," he snapped as he walked in the kitchen.
"You can't steal. It is wrong to do that," the younger boy told him as he followed.
Daphne's eyes widened as she saw them in the galley. The group was getting away, but she was not going to let them cause trouble not at the palace. She trailed them with Jacob behind her.
Paul smiled as he saw some bread sitting on the counter. He was about to grab it, when something swatted his hand. He looked up and saw the face of a very angry chef with a spatula in his hand.
The red haired teenager gulped. He was going to be in big trouble.
"Paul, you get back here!" He heard two familiar voices yell. He was going leave, but the chef grabbed his arm. He tried to get out of it, but the man had a strong grip.
"You are not going anywhere," the chef said and with that he pulled Paul toward the servant's passage way.
Flynn's brown eyes widened as he saw his friend being pulled away. He had hidden behind a crate so he would not get caught.
"Where is he?" Daphne hissed in his ear.
He jumped at the sound of her voice. He moved so she could see. She back up. "Help me push this crate," she whispered.
"Will do," a voice said behind her. She smiled as she heard Jacob.
They began to push on it. The crate was filled with tomatoes and was extremely heavy. They pushed harder until finally it fell and landed on the chef.
Paul punched the baker in the stomach, and ran toward his friends. He wiped the tomato juice off his face. "Let's get out of here," he said as he ran passed them.
His friends followed him. They ran out the door. They were about to go outside, but five guards surrounded them. "You four are not leaving yet," they said angrily. "You have to go before the king and queen."
The four friends looked at each other. Their eyes widened. They were going to be in a lot of trouble.