Hey guys, I'm sorry it's short but I'm trying a new idea with this story, if you don't like it then I have an easy (but slightly cliché) fix. Please review to tell me if you want me to continue with this line or go back! –chescaannie!

"Are you sure you won't come?" I ask Marlee. She's still cross with me for the other day. I've apologised for hitting her but she has never apologised for the things she said to me.

"No, my lady. I wish to stay, as does Mary." I look past Marlee to the girl behind her and she nods in agreement.

"Amy?" I ask. Though she is my newest maid she appears to be the most loyal, other than Lucy, maybe she's scared of me. She nods and steps forward from behind the other two and stands beside Lucy. I smile at her. "Well, I'll see you two in a fortnight." I wave and smile at the girls before taking Maxon's arm and walking towards the car.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine when we get back, you'll see." Maxon whispers, pulling me closer to him and kissing me lightly on the cheek, I turn and smile at him. I enjoyed his comfort but I wasn't sure if he was telling the truth. Surely Marlee would be angrier after she found out she had missed the wedding.

A butler opened the door to the car as we approached, Maxon slipped in and I followed in beside him. Lucy, Amy, Maxon's Butler Jeremy and two guards were in the car behind us but there was no one beside us two and the chauffer in ours (however, the chauffer was behind the thick black plastic that separated the two parts of the car).

I looked out the window and watched as the palace disappeared into the distance. Once it had gone I turned back and put my head on Maxon's shoulder, he put his arm around my shoulder and held me close.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you too." He whispered back.

I must have fallen asleep because I woke up an hour or so later, when the mood had changed completely to tension.

"Maxon, what's wrong?" I asked, whispering. I was scared and the fact that I didn't know why made me feel even more scared.

"I-I don't know" He squeezed my hand, he was clearly just as worried as I was. I looked around.

"Where are we?" I asked. I could see nothing out the window except for the black. Maxon shook his head and stared straight forward as he pulled me in even closer. I could feel his heartbeat and mine in sync with one another, both racing in the fear of the unknown.

The car stopped and we heard the door slam shut as someone got out, then muffled voices got louder and the door slammed again before the engine burst into life.

"Just a few minutes longer Your Majesties." The driver announced. Maxon and I both relaxed a little but not totally as there was something telling me not to trust this man.

But, sure enough, after about five minutes more there was a break in the trees and we came upon a small dark building that the car stopped outside of. It was like no building we'd had in Carolina. The door beside Maxon opened suddenly and there stood a scruffy looking man peered in at us.

"Right, come on Your Majesty." He said in a gruff voice, when neither of us moved he grabbed Maxon's arm and pulled him, forcing him out and I followed, not wanting to leave him alone or to be alone myself. We followed the man in silence as we approached the building, my heart was racing. I knew that none of this was right, I mean where were the guards and my maids?

We entered the building and were greeted by a man that I recognised from somewhere but I couldn't quite figure out where from, by the time I realised, it was too late, though I still tried to warn Maxon.

"It was him." I whispered, clinging to his arm. "It was him that took me." He held me tighter but stayed silent and stared straight ahead at the man.

"Who are you and what do you want from us?" He demanded. The man just smiled slyly and I felt someone's hand on my arm. I turned slowly to see the yellowing teeth of a man who couldn't have been much older than me but it was hidden beneath dirt. I turned back to the man stood in front of us.

"Just a small thing your Majesty, in fact you can choose, your country or your lovely wife-to-be."

Maxon turned to look at me quickly, but it was too late. I saw his eyes watch me in fear but there was nothing he could do as I was harshly pulled away from him by the men who pushed me towards a door on the side of the wall. I tried to get away but struggling did no good, I managed to get a glimpse of Maxon who was being restrained by a few more rebels, a look of fear in his eyes before I was forced down a dark corridor and into a very small room.

I was released, well thrown inside, and then the door banged shut. I stood and banged on the door a few times but gave up after I realised that I could hear nothing going on out there, so it was unlikely that they could hear me. And, anyway, they just locked me in here, they won't let me out because I bang on the door a few times.

I looked around to take in my surroundings. It was dark and damp, due to the lack of windows, and there was a strange smell that I didn't want to think about the origin of. There was a small crack on one of the back walls that allowed for a thin beam of light to get in and illuminate a small part of the corner. I decided to sit there as I knew that it was clean except for a thick layer of dirt that covered the floor, but there were no insects or beetles so it could be a lot worse. From my spot on the floor I could see the door clearly (well, I was facing in that direction, it was too dark to actually see), though I was sat I made sure I would be ready to attack or defend myself if necessary.

I felt utterly useless, there was nothing I could do, no way I could help Maxon, goodness knows what was happening to him at this moment. Here I was just sat here, doing nothing at all, whilst everyone else in the country worked. I brought my knees up to my chest, suddenly feeling unbelievably lonely and cried.

Soooo…what do you think? Please review! Let me know what you want and I'll try and have the next chapter up by next week.