The Disappearing Heirs Season 2: The Crown Reclaimed
I stood silent in complete shock with my mouth and eyes wide open. “Y-you’re my dad?” I stammered. Joshua nodded his head with a smile. “And, I’m a princess?” I asked, just to make sure.
“Yes. You are the princess of Fyorden. Allie, you are destined to rule the kingdom.” Joshua stated with pride.
I didn’t know quite how to respond. “Me? A princess? My destiny is to rule a kingdom?” I asked myself. I glanced at Corinne who’s eyebrow was raised.
“Are you kidding me? This crazy guy is your dad?” Corinne inquired.
“Yeah, he is.” I replied. “Wait a second. Is he crazy?” I wondered. “Joshu – um – I mean – da-” I began. “You can call me Josh for now.” Josh interrupted. “Okay… So, why were you kidnapping all the heirs?” I asked.
Josh sighed and said, “Well, I was trying to find you. I thought that perhaps another royal might have adopted you.”
I exclaimed in surprise. “So you think that if you had found me by kidnapping me, that I would want to stay with you? I’d be freaked out and I would run home to my family!” I said, raising my voice.
Josh looked down at his feet. “I know. I tried to find you for so long that it made me insane. I’m truly sorry. But now that you’re here, I feel like all of my craziness has left me.” He said with a smile and I managed a slight grin.
“Well, we should all probably get outside.” Corinne stated and I agreed. As I walked towards the front door with the princesses, Corinne pulled Josh aside and whispered something to him, but I couldn’t hear a word.
“Listen, I don’t want you to get into any trouble. If you take one step out that door, there’s a detective who’s going to arrest you. You have to run!”
Josh looked longingly towards me and back at Corinne. “But I just found her. I can’t just leave her like this!” Josh protested.
Corinne’s eyes saddened. “If you followed us outside, you may never see her again. You have hundreds of people looking for you. You must go into hiding. Please, run!” Corinne pleaded.
Josh sighed and looked towards me. I knew something was wrong, and I wanted to ask about it, but I decided to let them finish their business.
“Promise me you’ll keep an eye on her.” He asked of Corinne and she nodded her head.
Josh looked at me once again, and then fled through the back door.
Corinne joined us and said, “Don’t say a word to Monica about this. Just say that he got away.” I nodded as I realized that she helped him escape so he wouldn’t get into trouble. Who knows what would’ve happened to him if Corinne hadn’t told him to go. In my heart, I was dearly thankful to Corinne for what she did.
We all walked outside and were met by Monica and Katrina. “Allie, Corinne! I expected you to be longer.” Monica said.
Katrina instantly walked over to the princesses and introduced herself.
Monica looked over us. “Where is he? Where’s your father?” She inquired.
“You knew he was my father?” I asked, raising my eyebrow and Corinne spoke up,
“He escaped.” She said simply.
Monica’s eyes widened and she sighed. “How did this happen?” She asked.
“We were about to come outside and suddenly he darted out the back door. I chased after him, but he was too quick. I’m sorry.” Corinne lied, but that isn’t what troubled me. I still had an unanswered question. “Monica!” I shouted and she turned quickly towards me. “You knew that he was my dad?” I asked again.
“Yes. I found out what he was looking for. I knew about the lost princess. And when you came into our hideout on that first day, I noticed your birthmark, and I knew that it was you. That’s why I was so adamant about you coming with us. I wanted to reunite father and daughter.” Monica explained.
I stood completely still with a serious look on my face. “Well, you did.” It was all I could say. I was angry that she hadn’t told me, and I lost him anyways, so her plan didn’t even work out well. I wondered if I would ever see him again…
Monica, Corinne, and I gathered into a circle to discuss what we were going to do from here, but I was hardly paying any attention to them.
“Allie? Hey, are you okay?” Corinne asked, noticing that I was stuck in a daze.
“Oh, yeah I’m fine. Monica, Corinne, I have to go to Feorden.” I stated.
“Allie, Feorden is a distant land in turmoil. Without a proper ruler, everyone has become confused with their lives, and they don’t know what they’re doing.” Monica said worriedly.
“I have also heard that the stewardess of the castle in Feorden is absolutely cruel. She doesn’t care about anyone, only money and ruling.” Corinne told me.
“Then that just gives me even more of a reason to go. I have to save my people. If I didn’t do anything to help them, then I would be just as bad as the stewardess.” I said, quite determined.
“You seem very passionate about this, Allie. And who are we to stand in your way?” Monica said with a smile.
“Thank you, Monica. All my life I’ve searched for my right path, and now it’s been revealed to me. Without you two, I never would have found it.” I said gratefully.
The next morning….
“Goodbye, Allie. Please keep in touch with me, okay? It won’t be improper for us to talk now that you’re a princess, too. I always knew there was a bit of royalty in you.” Katrina said with tears in her eyes. She had never spoken to me so kindly before, and I knew that she truly meant it.
“Thank you so much, Katrina! I promise that we will see each other again, and I will write to you.” I promised.
“So, where are you going from here?” Monica asked Corinne.
“To tell you the truth, I had hoped that I could get a job with your agency, but I suppose that since I didn’t arrest the man you were after, I don’t get it, huh?” Corinne asked, her eyes disappointed.
“Everyone makes mistakes, Corinne. Even I do. I wouldn’t not recommend you to the agency just because you didn’t make an arrest. You have all the qualifications of a detective, and I would gladly recommend you.” Monica said sincerely.
“It sounds like you two are saying goodbye.” I said I stepped up to Monica and Corinne.
“Not exactly. We were talking about Corinne working with me.” Monica corrected.
“Oh, well, I was thinking – well actually hoping that you and Corinne would come with me to Feorden.” I said hopefully.
“It would be an honor, Allie.” Corinne accepted. “I’d love to come, too, Allie, but I have to get the princesses back to their homes.” Monica said.
Then Katrina came over to our group. “Monica, why don’t you call for some other detectives to help us? You can go with Allie and Corinne and I’ll be fine with the other princesses until the detectives arrive.” Katrina offered.
“Hmm…” Monica thought it over. “Alright! Are you sure you’ll be okay here, Katrina?” Monica asked.
“Definitely!” Katrina said with a smile.
I threw my arms around Katrina and said, “Thank you so much!” Katrina was surprised by the hug, but she did hug me back. “You’re welcome.” She said sweetly.
We said our last goodbyes and headed on our way to Feorden. We weren’t sure what exactly lay ahead on our journey, and we carried nothing with us, but our determination, courage, and most important of all, our friendship.
“Here we are. That old woman said the portal should be somewhere around here.” Monica announced as we came across a field full of tall grass.
“Okay, sooo… Let’s go.” Corinne said, sounding a little unsure of the looks of this place.
“Allie, are you coming?” Corinne asked, turning away from the field to face me.
“Oh, right, yeah. I’m coming.” Allie said nervously. Something about that field felt creepy, but the thought of jumping through a portal to get to my kingdom felt even creepier.
“Then let’s get going! We can’t just linger around.” Corinne said sternly. Although she was one my best friends now, she still drove me insane at times.
After walking for miles in the very large field, we stopped dead in our tracks. “Sooo, who first?” I asked without moving a muscle.
Corinne glanced at me and Monica and could tell that we were nervous. “Alright. I’ll go first. I guess I’ll see you on the other side.” She said with a smirk.
And with a leap, she was gone.
“So how about on three we both jump?” I suggested to Monica and she agreed.
“One……………Two……” I counted, but before I was ready….
“THREE!” Monica yelled as she jumped head first into the portal.
I hesitantly followed after her, not knowing if I was jumping into some sort of trap.
I landed with a thud on the ground. “Ow…” I moaned as I stood up.
“Hm, this must be Feorden…” I thought aloud as I noticed a castle at the top of a large hill. “Psst! Allie!” I heard a familiar voice whisper.
“Corinne? Where did you get those clothes?” I asked as I joined her behind an old wood shed. “Weeelll…” She said slowly.
“You didn’t steal them, did you?” I asked with concern. All she did was smile.
“I can not believe I’m wearing this. Corinne, what did you do with my old clothes? I want them back now!” Monica demanded.
“Oh, stop, Monica. You’re fine. Besides, when some old woman saw me in my old clothes she screamed and said I shouldn’t be dressed like that. She was seriously outraged. It’s better if we try to blend in.” Corinne stated.
“Uh, I’m sorry, Corinne, but I’m not wearing stolen goods.” I said firmly.
“Well, they aren’t exactly stolen, more like borrowed off a laundry line.” Corinne pointed out. “Well, still, I’m not changing.” I stated. My mind was made up, and when my mind is made up, I don’t change it.
“You’re lucky you’re a princess, Allie. You get to do what you want.” Monica said, still annoyed that she had to wear a dress.
I snickered and said, “Come on you two, let’s see exactly what’s wrong with this kingdom.”
As we walked through the small village, a little girl with red pigtails came up to me. “Excuse me, can you help us?” The little girl asked softly and shyly. I looked around for a mother or a father, but there was no one around. “Help you with what?” I asked kindly.
Then another little girl with big blue eyes came up beside the other girl and stared up at me.
“Where are your parents?” I inquired.
The two girls glanced at each other with sadness behind their eyes. I wanted to help them, but I couldn’t if they weren’t willing to be open with me.
A young lady began walking by us and I stopped her. “Excuse me, miss, do you know these children and where they live?” I asked her.
The lady looked at the children with pity and then back at me. “They’re orphans. They have no home.” She whispered.
My heart ached for these kids. They were so young and sweet, I couldn’t imagine them living on the streets. “There isn’t an orphanage here?” I inquired.
“No. The stewardess doesn’t want to spend the money on building one. She doesn’t care about anyone or anything, except for money. They are only a couple of the orphans here, there are many more.” The lady replied.
“Well, can’t the people here pitch in some money to build one?” Monica suggested.
“Yeah, or even, why doesn’t anyone give them a place to live for now?” Corinne asked.
“No one can afford anything like that. The taxes here are sky high. Folks around here barely have enough money to buy supper for the table.” The lady explained.
Another lady walked by us and stopped, gazing directly at me. “How dare you wear clothes like that here! This is absolutely inconceivable!” The woman shouted. Then Corinne mouthed the words “You should’ve worn the dress.” at me. I just sighed and shrugged it off.
“I’ve never seen you here before. Who are you?” The woman asked with suspicion.
“I’m Allie Gramer, the rightful heir to the throne of Feorden.” I said proudly.
“Y- you’re the lost princess?” The other young lady stammered.
“Yes, I am. And I want to help restore the peace and happiness of this kingdom.” I stated with a smile.
The other woman laughed and said, “Good luck with that, dearie. The palace guards wouldn’t even let you enter the palace. And even if they did, the stewardess would deny you as the lost princess.”
The other lady came up to me and whispered, “Can you really restore this kingdom?”
“Yes, I will do everything I can.” I replied boldly.
She gave me a hopeful smile and said, “Then go. The sooner this kingdom is restored, the better.”
As I was walking past her, she stopped me. “I have to tell you that the stewardess is insanely stubborn and obsessed with ruling. She will not easily give up the throne to you.” She warned.
“Whether it’s easy or not, really doesn’t matter, because I am taking back the throne no matter what. But thank you for the warning, miss.” I said gratefully.
She smiled and said, “You can call me Adella. Best of luck to you, Your Highness.”
Getting into the palace was actually not as hard as everyone said it would be. The guards let us go right in once I told them what I was doing there. I felt frozen when I saw the stewardess sitting on the throne. I didn’t know what to say.
“Who are you?” The stewardess asked with annoyance.
“I am Allie Gramer and I am here to make a claim to the throne.” I said, swallowing my fear.
“Oh, so you claim to be the lost princess, do you?” The stewardess inquired.
The stewardess stood and came up to my face. “Well, I have news for you. The chances of my believing you are the lost princess are about a million to one! I have seen several girls claiming to be her royal highness and some of them looked more like her than you do!” She growled and I felt my face burning with anger.
With a wave of her hand she said, “Please leave me now!”
“Are you going to leave or shall I have the guards throw you into the street?” She said, raising her voice.
“You can’t just decide she isn’t the princess without hearing more from her!” Corinne yelled angrily.
“How dare you speak to me that way? I can do as I like!” The stewardess shouted. “She is Joshua’s daughter! We are both witnesses of their meeting!” Monica said in our defense.
The stewardess’ eyes widened at the mention of Joshua.
“They met back in Manhattan, from our world.” Monica stated.
“I don’t CARE!” The stewardess yelled furiously.
“Guards! Take them away!” She called and there was nowhere for us to go.
“What are we going to do?” Corinne asked as the sound of the guards footsteps grew louder. “We have no choice. We’ll have to figure something out in the dungeon.” I replied.
And with that, the guards dragged us down to the dungeon. I had failed, but I wasgoing to get out of this, and I was going to take back my kingdom.
Corinne leaned on one of the bars in our cell and sighed. “So, what’s the plan?” She asked.
“I don’t know. We have to find a way to get out of here.” I stated.
“There’s no way out. It’s hopeless.” Monica said doubtfully.
I plopped down with a huff and said, “Well, I guess we’re stuck here.”
“Wait! This bar is loose… Check some other bars, maybe we can slip out of here!” Corinne said hopefully.
Monica wiggled some bars and one of them fell right out.
“Come on! Push through the bars and let’s get out of here!” Corinne said with determination.
When we got out, Monica asked, “So now what’s the plan?”
“How about we sneak into the palace, tie up that stewardess and throw her in the dungeon!” Corinne said angrily. She really hated that stewardess.
“Uh, I don’t think that’s such a good idea. The guards would just let her out and throw us back in the dungeon.” I stated.
“Oh! I have an idea!” Monica exclaimed.
“What is it?” Corinne and I asked in unison.
“Go around the homes of the kingdom and tell them who you are and how you want to help them! Then perhaps they’ll all side with you and beg for you to be their queen!” Monica suggested.
“But how would I get them all to believe that I am the lost princess?” I wondered.
“Show them your birthmark!” Corinne said, getting excited about the whole plan. “I just don’t know if I can do this…” I said doubtfully and Corinne put her hand on my shoulder. “You can do it, Allie.” She said comfortingly.
Monica smiled at Corinne and said, “Alright, then let’s get going.”
To my surprise, many of the people believed I was the lost princess, and the next morning, several of them turned out in front of the palace yelling “We want Allie!” “Give us our rightful queen!” “Allie! Allie!”
“Stewardess, you see who the people want! Don’t you want to give them who they are asking for?” I shouted, so she could hear me over the people’s loud voices.
The stewardess looked on at the people, her eyes wide. She clearly didn’t know how to respond to this.
“I am who they want! And that is because I’m the rightful heir to the throne!” I said, pointing my hand to the crowd.
“I don’t care who they want! You have no proof that you are the lost princess!” The stewardess shouted back.
“Actually, I do. You do know about the royal birthmark, don’t you?” I asked.
“Yes, of course! What of it?” She asked, sticking her nose into the air.
I climbed up the wall and pulled my hair out of the way. “Look at my neck.” I told her, and when she did, her eyes grew wide again.
“This is ridiculous! It doesn’t mean anything! You could have just put a mark on your neck!” She yelled.
“You’ll have to do something far greater in order for me to believe you are the princess. Tell me what your name was when you born!” She demanded.
I froze. I hadn’t even known I was given a name when I was born! The only name I’d ever known was, Allie.
“Ah ha! I knew you weren’t the princess!” She yelled and walked away.
I slowly turned my head to the crowd. “Why wouldn’t Josh have told me my real name?” I wondered.
Corinne and Monica looked at me, their faces bewildered.
I came down and asked, “Corinne, do you remember my dad saying anything about my real name?”
“No, I don’t think he mentioned it.” She replied.
“I thought so.” I sighed.
“Well, maybe he doesn’t even know! Maybe your mother died before she had a chance to tell him!” Monica suggested.
“Yeah, that would make sense. My mom died shortly after I was born and my dad wasn’t home.” I said. Then I looked around for Adella. “I’m gonna see if Adella knows anything about my real name.” I said.
“Adella, do you know what name I was given when I was born?” I inquired.
“No, I’m afraid not. But perhaps you could check the library! There are many books in there about the kingdom’s history that I bet even the stewardess doesn’t know about.” Adella suggested with a smile.
“Oh, that’s perfect! Thank you so much!” I said and Corinne, Monica, and I headed for the library.
“Ugh! There’s nothing here!” Corinne said in frustration. We’d been looking for hours, and so far there was no mention of me in any of the books.
“Just keep looking! There has to be something here.” I said, not wanting to give up.
“Hey! I found something!” Monica exclaimed from a nearby desk.
“What is it?” I asked as Corinne and I rushed over.
“It’s the royal family line! I found Josh and his wife, Angela and under them it says, baby girl, but no name.” Monica pointed out. “Well, now I have my answer, so let’s get back to the palace!” I said, and we left.
“Stewardess! I have the answer to your question.” I said, bursting into the throne room.
“Please, leave. Before you waste both of our times.”
“My mother, Princess Angela, gave me no name when I was born! My name is Allie, and I will say it once again, I’m the rightful heir to the throne! Back away, now!” I said forcefully.
She stared at me for a moment, a look of disgust on her face. Then she stood.
“Your throne, Your Highness.” She said in a fake kind voice.
Slowly, I walked over and took my seat on the throne, Monica and Corinne smiling on.
The days turned into months, and I found myself thinking a lot about my father. I wondered what happened to him, and if he was safe. I realized how much I longed to see him again, so I called Uriah into the room.
“Yes, Your Highness?” She asked when she stepped in the room.
“I need you to get a message to Agent Corinne for me, please.” I said. If I was going to find my father, I needed Corinne to assist me. I was going to do whatever it takes to see my father again….
*In our world*
“Agent, this letter just came for you.” A man said.
Corinne read the note and a smile spread across her face. “Get me my hat! I’ve got a new case that requires immediate attention.” She called out and ran out the door to fulfill Allie’s requests.
*pant, pant, pant*
“GET THAT MAN!” “Where’d he go?” “Let’s check over this way!”
please tell me that she’s brought back with her dad?!? you are really really good at these stories! i get ideas and its hard to type the stories.
Hehe! Sorry, but I can’t tell you anything yet 😉 🙂
Awe, thank you! 😀 Oh, believe me, I know how hard it can be to write a story. With every story I write I hit a few bumps on the road. Sometimes I’ll have to just tell myself, “Okay, I need to stop trying to make an answer come. I need to take a break from this and come back to it feeling refreshed.” Sometimes the break can be as long as a month, but it always helps! 🙂
WOW. Just read it! This is SO good!
By the way, I can’t figure out the problem you are having with commenting on my blog! Everyone else seems to comment just fine. You and Kathleen are the only people who have this problem. Can you explain to me exactly what happens when you try to comment? Here are some things you can do that MIGHT fix your problem:
-reboot your computer
-try commenting in different browser
-try commenting from a different device/computer
-comment under a different (but similar) name
-don’t put a link/put a different link
So sorry you are having this problem! Can you contact Kathleen with this troubleshooting info as well?
Thank you so much! 😀
Well, I type the comment, then I hit “post comment”, and the page just refreshes. It doesn’t say anything like “Your comment is awaiting moderation” or “Your comment was published” or anything like that. And then I never see it again 🙁
I’ve tried a couple of those already, but I could try commenting from Internet Explorer. I normally use Google Chrome, so maybe that will work 🙂
Oh, I don’t really know where to contact her…. 😕 Hopefully she’ll see it here! 🙂
Kathleen’s experiencing that same thing. That is REALLY weird, I have no idea why that happens to you. And I’m pretty sure I haven’t blocked your IP address, either! Or Kathleen’s! I only blocked this one that belonged to a hacker/bad person, well, anyways, so sorry this problem is happening to you.
Maybe you can ask your mom to help?
Sometimes that happens to me, too, on this blog.
Oh, really?? That’s so weird!! 😕
It doesn’t happen to me, weird.
Really cool story! one question though Why did the stewardess stay? Cause she may plot against Allie to take back the throne!
Thank you! 😀
Well, Allie just has a kind heart and decided to let her to stay. She is no longer a stewardess, though 😉
Oh no a cliff hanger! WHY? 😉
are you going to make a season 3?
i hope so!
It’s very possible… 😉
Will you ever continue this? It’s SO good and it’s been over a year since the very last part! No pressure, of course. 😛
LOL! Awe, I’m glad you like it so much! I’ve been thinking a lot about this series lately… I’m not sure if it will ever be continued or not, but there is a possibility 🙂
Definitely do what’s best for you, but I personally LOVE this series and do hope you continue it! I’m left at such a cliffhanger at the end! LOL! 😛
LOL! I’m so glad you enjoyed it so much! 😀 The cliffhanger ending was something I had wanted to do – leaving you all clueless as to what happens and never having answered questions (I know, terrible, aren’t I? XD ), but then… My creative juices started flowing and, well… Now I want to do another one, but I’m still undecided XD
(Oops, this is a pretty late reply to your comment! :P)
LOLOL! I know, I love leaving people in suspense even if I know how horrible it is to be left in suspense! XD Well, if you do decide to continue it, I know it will be awesome. I really like how Allie let the stewardess stay – mercy is an awesome element to put in stories and I include it ALL the time! LOL!
LOLOL! Yes! It’s fun to do that to your poor readers… As terrible as it is XD
Awe, thanks! I’m thinking of making a poll to ask how people feel about me continuing this series, so I think that will help me to decide! 🙂
So true! Mercy and redemption – those are two of my favorite things to show in my writing 🙂
please wright more
I admit, I’m considering it! 😉 I’m glad you enjoyed the story! 😀
Are you going to continue this series?
For now, I have no plans to continue this series. My original plan was to end it all at a cliffhanger, but maybe someday I will continue it 🙂
Is there going to be a Season 3? This is one of my favorite stories of yours:)
I’m thinking about it 😉 I’m so glad you like it so much! 🙂