Bubbles' POV

This was the worst thing that could ever happened, as Maggie was taken to Blossom's and Belle's cottage. She always had a weak heart and that sobbing and panicking wasn't making it any better.

"I can't calm down, they took her away...the Garret ring was found in her bag but I know she didn't do it. It had to be Princess." Margaret was hysterical, she was gulping down Belle's potion tea, "I know she didn't do it, I've saved up so much money, and now I'll have to spend it all, and it won't be enough."

I felt so embarrassed, my sister would ruin someone's life. Being a thief was the worst thing you could be caught as. Sure, murder or Witch craft was bad but you would be execute for those but as a thief, you either paid and if you couldn't pay then you would work off your fine or be sold buy the Land Lords. You're life was over, because if you did pay, you would be labeled as a thief, the Land Lords will spread the word to the other nobles and you couldn't work and no money. In the Villages or towns, you would need money to start a life.

This wasn't fine, Buttercup and Bree were trapped and what's worse is Maggie.

Margaret was a widow for as long as I could remember, and her only son was killed in the war. Brianna was really all she had left, no one could tell if they're really related, because all the people who could tell are dead.

Flashback

I was about 5 years old, her hand over her mouth. Buttercup's mom was reading her a letter because she couldn't read.

"Maggie, I'm so sorry..."

"Say it's not so, it's not so."

"He sustained a wound in battle and it became infected...his fever was too great...and he passed away within a week."

Maggie crumbled to the ground, Rose Lily got up to help her, "No...not my John...not my little baby... Dear god, take me..please take me instead...not my little boy."She cried.

"Maggie, you know what the Healing Maiden said."

"If it is deadly for a mother to cry over her only child then let me die...My heart is broken...I must bury my son...I have nothing to live for." Maggie was so sad, Rose took her to her room in the attic. I tried my best to cheer her up but nothing worked.

"Can't the Healing Ladies fix her heart?" I asked to Elisa and Rose as they were cleaning, there was a knock at the door as the Post Lad came.

"Oh Countess, a broken heart can't be fix by magic, only the will of that person...But Poor Maggie, First her husband and her son. I couldn't imagine nothing worst. Better give Lady Morbucks her letters." Rose sighed, she looked at one of the letters and gasp, dropping the others, "It's for Maggie, it's from John, he must have written a letter before he died."

Elisa grabs it, "It's Four years old, look at the date...He must've sent that one first and it got lost...because of the war. We might as well burn it, Maggie doesn't need her son's last words in her mind, it could stick the nail in her coffin for sure."

Rose snatched it back, "If this was my beloved Dave's last letter, I would want to read it," She opened the letter and begin to read it, she was in shock but a smile soon formed, I was so curious as Rose patted me on the head, "This may heal that broken heart."

I wanted to see what could make Maggie happy, so I ran up to the attic, as Rose was reading out to Maggie, " We retreated back to the City of Magi, for nine months, we push through the enemy lines but in one day, lost all that hard work...but I am glad, so I could see the girl that I fell in love with, Claudette. I wanted you to know that I'm a father of a beautiful little girl, we called her Brianna, for she is a Princess and a bit of a screamer. When the war is over, I shall bring Claudette and Brianna to you, so you can love them as much as I do."

"A Grand daughter? Does he say what she looks like?

"He describes her as an enchanting new born with lovely eyes."

My father looked at the letter and sighed, that he wasn't able to go back to counting his money, "There is a problem, Magi City was destroyed by the war...about three years ago...I'm sorry-"

"Daddy, no. Don't break Maggie's Heart!" I yelled, as I ran into the room, holding Maggie's skirt, crying, "Maggie don't break your heart! I'll find her for you." I yelled. Maggie patted me on the head and walked out of the room, I was pushed out but I still looked through the crack.

"You could've tried to help her." Rose glared at him.

"Rose," My Dad sounded so weird...I heard a slap.

"As I have told you countless times, no...I will never cheat on my Husband, he's too good of a man for that."

End of Flashback

I had to shake my head to come back to the Present. Blossom and Belle were pulling out some of their money, I didn't have much. The three of us at least had a 100 gems, when Buttercup held a pouch filled with money.

"But Buttercup-" I gasped at all the gems.

"An Angel of Mercy gave them to me. It's 250."

"No Buttercup, you're half way, we can't-"

Buttercup growled, "Money can be saved up but family...you can't replace family and Brianna would do it for us without question."

"We'll have to go to the Castle, my Mom was so mad that she sold her to be a worker in the Magicite Mines or Auction off."

"We have to get Brianna out of there." Blossom said, "I heard about those mines, I've helped Mom treated a bunch of those workers. Brianna is feisty but not even she could work there, Magicite drains magic, she'll die. Auction is just as bad, a Brothel owner might buy her. We probably could pay the Royal Jailer for her freedom, we have to go there first thing in the morning." Blossom suggested.

"No, no us...there's a problem, this is the Royal Court of Asheia, they can smell a fake in a heart beat. If peasants enter the Court without a noble escort, the punishment is imprisonment or death."

Belle looked at me, with a smile, "You could go."

"If I go, I would he recognize and if Mom finds out then...I'm gonna be sent into the Mines."

Belle giggled, "Mask."

It took me a second to figure out, "Oh yes thats right...in Court, a noble and their servants from out of the Country can wear a mask, hardly anyone will bother a Foreign noble."

"We just can't let Bubbles' go it alone...but who else?" Blossom asked, Belle looked at Buttercup, Blossom grinned and so did I.

Buttercup looked at the three of us and shook her head, "HELL NO!"

"Buttercup, you're perfect, you're half noble blood and you carry yourself off. You have great posture-"

"What? Because I can kick a soccer ball in the air and balance books on my head! That's nothing! No way in hell!"

"Not to mention, your head held high, you can be polite when you wanna." Blossom nodded in agreement.

"NO! NO! I CAN'T DO THIS!

"Its for Bree Bree." Belle giggled wildly.

"SHE'S A WITCH! SHE CAN BREAK OUT!"

"The Royal Jail bars are iron, and Iron and black magic don't mix, "I said, Buttercup slapped her head against the wall, "Plus, you command attention, like with the twins. The Royal Jailer will have to at least hear you out."

"What about my job?"

"I could tell Mom you're escorting me into New Toan Shire."

Buttercup pouted, tears running down her face, "I'm gonna have to wear a dress, huh?"

I clapped in excitement, for the second time, I get to see Buttercup in a dress.

"Oh and do I have the perfect dress for you." I squealed in excitement and Buttercup was just crying in tears.

Brianna's POV

I was pushed into a stone cell, there were iron bars every where, I was separated from the male prisoners. I felt weakened by the iron, well...it couldn't have been completely iron, it only shock me when I touched it. When I get out of here, I'm gonna break Princess' face. I know she had something to do with thi

But that was the thing, what if I didn't get out? What would happen to me now?

I can't believe this, I was saving up for Maggie's Exit Fee, it was the least I could do for her, and What about my friends? I tried to be tough, I know my friends will come for me but that was the thing, I knew they barely had money, how could I put they in anymore debt. I didn't want to, but I just started crying.

"Don't cry pretty lady."

I heard a voice whispered, and looked up and saw it was that Gypsy guy or not Gypsy guy, he was still in those same clothes, maybe he was a servant here, "I thought I saw you, had to check for myself."

I turned my head around, not to be charmed by those eyes...or his...muscles...definitely not those strong...ripped chest...or arms...oh god those arms...

"Go away, I'm not in the mood."

"Whatcha in here for anyways?"

I turned back to him, maybe he could help, "I was framed for...stealing...I slapped a spoiled little rich for calling my mom a whore."

He nodded, "But that doesn't seem fair, they didn't think about it, no trial or nothing?"

I shook my head, "That's how it is, the nobles have the power over our lives but I'm telling the truth, I was framed, please...can't you do something?"

"I could talk to my cou- to the Crown Prince."

"Please." I rolled my eyes. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"I'll talk to him, I promise. Until tomorrow, *winks* Enchantress." He bows.

"Just get out." I pointed, my face was smoking hot and my heart was thumping out of control, "Oh no, why do I feel so funny?"