Spy Princess Cameron Ann Morgan

by cme020500

When Cameron Ann Morgan leave Gallagher academy this time, bringing only Grant Anderson with her, she's not leaving to fight off the circle, or to protect her friends. She's leaving so that she can be crowned Queen of England, and Grant can be crowned King of England. When the gang finds out, what will they think? And what other secrets does Cam have?

10. Chapter 10

Hey Guys,

Sorry about the leave of absence, I should be back for a while now. You can read more about my reasons in Be Careful What You Wish For (another Gallagher Girls fic).

PLEASE review. I love hearing what you guys think! Also, it might make me a little more excited about writing more for this fic, I'm still not 100% sure where I'm going for this story, so if you have any ideas please hmu!

Grant and I were happy to have our friends with us in England, but at the moment, I wanted nothing more than to murder them all with my bare hands. They were hovering, and I was tempted to call my mother and make them all go back to where they came from, but I knew I would miss them after they had gone.

After a supper with my father and brother (as a celebration of our transfer to our countryside manor), and another dinner with my friends (and Zach) I was ready to go have some free time, away from the possessive hands of my family and friends. So, I was planning on sneaking out. Not out of the palace, as I knew I could get kidnapped, or even get yelled at by all the people that loved me, but just to the gardens to go riding on Shea, my horse. I had gotten Shea as a twelfth birthday gift from my dad, and had been riding since I was a small girl.

At midnight, I grabbed my riding clothes and scaled the side of the building, sneaking past all the guards and over to the stables, where I changed and saddled Shea. I galloped off toward the woods on Shea, making sure to keep out of the sight of anyone who might force me back inside.

I had missed these midnight rides, with no worries about the Circle of Caravan or leading a country. Just a horse, the wilderness and I. I rode out to a small pond about seven miles into the woods.

I had been sitting by this pond for two hours when alarm bells rang in my head, and snapping noises could be heard from around the clearing. Suddenly, with no warning, men on horses came out of the surrounding tree cover, and shot me with something, the next thing I knew I was out like a light.

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Grant POV

I was the first to notice that Cam was missing, but it took even me half a day to figure it out. Our entire group of friends had split up to do different things, some to go back into London to see their parents (Bex), and some into the neighboring village to go shopping (Macey), but each group had assumed Cam was with another group.

It wasn't until I took out Zach and Charlie (my horse) that I realized something was wrong.

My first warning was that Shea was not in the stables. At this point, I didn't alert Zach that something may have been wrong.

My second warning was when we got to a small pond in the wilderness that Cam and I had found many years ago. There were marks around one of the edges of the pond. At this point I trend to Zach and pointed out the marks, but didn't link them to Cam.

My third and final warning came when Shea came bursting through the tree cover fully alarmed.

"Shea?" I questioned out loud.

"You know who this horse is?" Asked Zach.

"Yeah, it's my sister's horse, she's had her since she was twelve. But if Shea's here, then where is Cam?"

Zach and I looked around at the foliage, and then back at the spot near the shore that was roughed up, we locked eyes, and instantly, I knew Zach was thinking the same thing that I was.

Cam had been taken.