Hey, Hey, Hey! So now things are getting more interesting. I think this is the longest chapter so far. Enjoy!

(Raquel's POV)

I ran back to the camp, out of breath. I paused to catch my breath before walking into the camp itself. CeCe's mom saw me and jogged over to me.

"Raquel, are you ok?" She asked. I nodded.

"Yeah...I'm fine." I said, panting softly since I was still slightly out of breath. "CeCe and I were being chased by a wolf or something." CeCe's mom raised an eyebrow, looking scared.

"Sweetheart, where's CeCe?" I paled slightly, my heart stopping when I turned to see that my fiery redhead wasn't behind me like she said she would.

"M-Maybe she went to get firewood. She said she had to do that as well before she came back..." Oh dear God, please let that be the case. CeCe's mom sighed, nodding.

"Fine. How about you go get some rest." She said. I nodded, knowing it wasn't a suggestion. I went to CeCe's tent and laid down on my side. I sighed as the events of the night replayed through my mind. CeCe told me her biggest secret and we kissed...twice.

God, that kiss. It felt amazing. I doubt CeCe felt it, but I felt sparks, some kind of connection between us. No, I know CeCe felt it too. I sighed, rolling over to my other side.

CeCe.

I was scared. A thousand 'What If' questions ran through my mind.

What if that kiss really didn't mean anything to her?

What if she was just being impulsive and the kiss what just that: a kiss?

What if that wolf got her?

My eyes started welling up with tears as the scariest question of all crossed my mind...

What if Tyson found out and had her hunted down?

Tears streamed down my face. Tyson surely would have her killed. I looked at CeCe's side of the tent, softly grabbing CeCe's soft, hot pink fleece blanket. It was a bit tattered and a little dirty, but I didn't care. I held it to my chest. The blanket smelled like CeCe, a mix of strawberries and pine from the forest.

'CeCe's coming back...CeCe's coming back...CeCe's coming back...' I kept repeating in my mind before I slowly drifted to sleep.

THE NEXT MORNING

(CeCe's POV)

I slowly started to regain my consciousness, trying to remember what happened and figure out where I was. I whimpered softly as I sat up, rubbing my head. Opening my eyes, I instantly realized I was in a prison cell.

'I must be in the palace dungeon...' I thought.

"CeCe?" I jumped as I heard my name. I scanned the surrounding cells for any familiar faces. In the cell in front of, a blonde hair, blue-eyed boy frowned at me.

"G-Gunther?" I stuttered. Gunther and I used to be very close. Like, brother-sister close. Then one day, our previous home was discovered and a lot of Rebels were captured, including Gunther and his twin sister, Tinka.

That was a few years ago. We were 13 when it happened and I never saw Gunther and Tinka since.

Gunther was still frowning at me. "CeCe...You shouldn't be here..." I sighed.

"I know that, Gunther." I said, looking at him in the dim light. "Wait, where's Tinka?" Gunther bit his lip roughly.

"I don't know. I haven't seen her in two and a half years..." He said sadly. I sighed. "How is everyone else? Anything happen?" I bit my lip this time, tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't keep anything from him. I ended up telling him the whole story from the time I found Raquel until now. Gunther was slightly stunned, but he smiled lightly at me.

"CeCe, I'm sure Her Highness is safe." He said reassuringly. I sighed.

"As far as I know, she made it back to the camp." I said. "Gunther, I can't let Tyson get to her. His guards caught us kissing. Tyson probably already knows by now. They're not gonna kill Rocky, but they're gonna kill me because of who I am. And knowing our luck, they're going to find her so she can watch me die..." I said shakily.

"What a wonderful idea, Rebel..." I jumped when I heard the dark voice, seeing someone step out of the shadows. My eyes widened when I realized who it was.

'King' Tyson.

Tyson slowly walked up to my cell, followed by a couple guards, blocking my view of Gunther and vice versa.

"So, you must be the filthy Rebel that kidnapped my sister." Tyson hissed. I scoffed.

"Raquel ran away from you, and frankly, I don't blame her." I said sassily. Tyson glared at me as I stood.

"I'm only going to ask you once. Where is my sister?" Tyson said calmly, but I could pick out the darkness in his tone. I walked closer to the bars of my cell, pressing into them so I was as close to Tyson as physically possible.

"You really wanna know?" I whispered, glancing from side to side. Tyson smirked, leaning closer to my cell, nodding. I lightly rested my hands on his chest, smirking as well. "Bite me, bitch!" I growled, spitting in his face and shoved him back past his guards and into Gunther's cell. Gunther grabbed Tyson from inside the cell. As the guards turned to help their king, I grabbed the cell keys from the back pocket of one and attempted to unlock my cell from the outside.

"Stop her!" Tyson growled. On guard turned around and growled as well, grabbing my hand with the keys and rammed it into the bar beside the lock. Next think I knew, there was a loud 'snap' and I cried out in pain as my wrist instantly felt like it was set on fire. I dropped the keys and fell to the floor, biting my lip roughly.

"CeCe!" Gunther exclaimed. "Are you ok?!"

"N-No..." I choked out through the pain. "That guard just broke my wrist..." I looked up as the guard unlocked my cell, grabbing me by my shirt. Tyson had stood as well, glaring at me.

"Take her to the..." I didn't hear the last word; Tyson lowered his voice, but he growled darkly. I heard Gunther gasp, calling my name as I was dragged like a doll up the dungeon stairs.

(Raquel's POV)

I woke up to the sun shining into the tent. Groaning softly, I rubbed my eyes and sat up. All of the events of the night before came flooding back to me. I gasped, immediately looking at CeCe's side of the tent, tears forming in my eyes. I blinked them back, getting out of the tent. I scanned the area for CeCe's mom, but she was nowhere in sight. Seeing one of CeCe's friends, I ran up to him.

"D-Deuce?" God I hope that's his name. The boy turned to face me and smiled.

"Good morning, your Highness." I waved off the formality.

"Where's CeCe?" Deuce sighed.

"Not sure. I guess she never came home last night. Her mom's freaking out. She just left with a few other Rebels to search the territory." Deuce explained. I felt my heart stop, turning to run. "Wait, Princess!" I sighed and stopped.

"Yes, Deuce?"

"You should probably stay here where it's safe..." He said. I bit my lip roughly.

"If my suspicions are correct, then I'm not going to be safe here for very long. And even worse...CeCe might be in some serious trouble..." I said, taking off deep into the forest. I ran for about ten minutes to the training area CeCe and I were at the night before, looking around. When I remembered which way we ran after our first kiss, I took off again until I got to where that wolf was chasing us.

"CeCe?!" I called, though I knew she wouldn't be around here. I sighed, looking at the bush, something catching my eye. Kneeling down, I saw a shiny badge on the ground. I picked it up and saw the insignia, gasping as tears began to build up again.

"CeCe...Why the hell would you do this?..."

And...That's a wrap! For now at least. Don't forget to review!

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