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+ 2	C.P.S. has taken my daughter
+ 6	A Secret Love (Chapter 4)
+ 7	A Secret Love (Chapter 3)
+ 7	A Secret Love (Chapter 2)
+ 5	A Secret Love (Chapter 1)

Drake was walking down the hall and heard whispering. He saw shadows flickering from the fire place against the abandoned hallway wall. He inched near till he heard the voices:

“I have won the heart of Princess Eve." The first man said.

“Soon the throne will be yours Devin. And on the night of your honeymoon I will slip the poison into her goblet and the throne will be yours for taking,” said the other.

   

         Drake jumped back hitting the ornament set of swords against the wall. Drake left the swords on the floor and ran not wanting to be caught.

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“What was that?!” Devin said sternly to the other.

“I don’t know you lordship,” The other spoke.

“Well,” Devin said looking at the other with death in his eyes, “Go. Find. Out.”

The other looked out of the room and saw the sword display shattered around on the floor. “The sword display fell over, it’s an old piece it was going to fall sooner or latter your lordship.”

Devin gave the other a stare, “I believe so.”

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Several days past and Eve’s 20 ceremony was coming very close. And ever since Drake found out that Devin was going to take the throne he was running out of time to stop him. He had been on a mission to stop him. The only way he can stop him is if the Princess would believe him. But he needed proof that Devin was going to take the throne. But there was no evidence or proof, nothing. Was he going to let her find out on her own, but she could be at risk of being killed. His mind was racing with thoughts of what he could do to her.

He paced the floor thinking of a way to stop Devin or talk to someone who would believe him. All the sudden he stopped and knew who he could go to.

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Eve was walking in the courtyard enjoying her roses and fountain. Watching the water trickle out of their hidden holes and flowing over and around the beautifully carved roses. She swirled her fingertips around the pool of water and added more fresh rose petals adding the aroma of roses to the air. Though she loved roses and loves the way they smell she did something else for perfume then just roses. She puts vanilla on her temples and rub rose petals over the vanilla. It makes her smell like a dream. Many ask what perfume she wears or makes but she never tells. It was her mother’s secret that Mary told her about.

Mary salvaged a lot of her parent’s things; her father’s broad sword was her favorite. It’s a beautiful piece. A dragon wrapped around roses at the cross guard. The dragon had emerald eyes just like Eve. The grip was twisted with gold and silver and at the pommel was a rose, one single perfect rose. Mary said that her father had that sword made when she was born. The dragon stood for Eve for she would be strong and a powerful woman, an independent girl, stubborn, but still beautiful in many ways. The dragon would rule Est Monté le Palais.

Eve thought about the sword. The sword was displayed in her room with many other things of her parents. Many of the items were of dragons and roses. She always wondered why she was portrayed as a dragon. She understood the saying her father said about her. But she could never picture her as a dragon. But she was all those things and so much more. She new she would make her parents proud for everything that she has done.

Her thoughts where interrupted by soft footsteps coming near. She saw Mary coming to see her. “Hello Mary.” Mary had aged much over the past years. She wasn’t that much older than her mother. The ageing was making her even more beautiful. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a bun and streaks of silver could be seen. They made her look stunning.

“Hello my dear,” Mary said grasping Eve’s hands lightly and kissing her on the cheek. The bonds between them were more than caregiver and child, mother and child, or sisters. It was so much more. Eve looked into Mary’s eyes and knew something was wrong but couldn’t tell what.

“Mary what is it?”

“It is about Sir Drake.”

Eve puffed, “What does he want now?”

“Eve it is very important. He has news for you and you must listen to him. You know I can tell when other lie. He speaks the truth. It is about your life. Eve,” Mary grasped Eve’s hands tighter and stared into her eyes. ”You are in danger.”

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