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Dewey stood on the bars, his arms hanging through into Paige’s cell. “Face it, we’re done. Finished. Finito.”
“There has to be a way out. Stop standing there and try something!”
Dewey flung his paws out. “Like what?”
“Try to find a place where you can fit through the bars.”
“No can do, Paige,” Dewey said, waving a finger back and forth. “Way too small. See?”
Dewey demonstrated by trying to push his shoulders through the bars.
Paige let out a muffled scream and slapped her hands against the top of her head. Her fingernails dug into her scalp as she stormed back and forth, trying to come up with a plan of escape.
After a few moments, she stopped, letting her hands fall to her hips. “We can’t be stuck.”
“We aren’t,” Dewey said.
Paige wrinkled her nose and spun to face him. “You have a way out?”
“I do. And it’s super simple.”
Paige raised her eyebrows, prompting him to continue.
“Marry the prince,” Dewey said with a shrug.
Paige stuck her hands on her hips. “Are you crazy?”
“Yes. Crazy like a fox.”
Paige turned away from him, continuing her pacing around her tiny cell.
“Just listen. The only way out of this cell is for you to agree to marry this joker. So you say you will, and the second we can, we make a break for it. After we grab the bark, of course.”
Paige spun to face him. “Dewey! You’re a genius!”
“I know,” Dewey said. “Just remember who saved our lives when we get out of here.”
Paige shot him a glance as she stalked to the bars. “Yeah, as long as this plan works. So help me, if I end up married to this guy–“
“Yeah, yeah, I get it.”
Paige banged on the bars and shouted up the stairs. “Hello? Anyone? I need to see the prince!”
Footsteps pounded down the stairs, and one of the guards ducked into the room. He narrowed his eyes at Paige as she adjusted her glasses.
“I need to see the prince.”
“I’ll bet,” the man said with a derisive laugh. “Sorry, prisoners don’t get requests.”
“Hey, bud, listen up,” Dewey said, jabbing a finger through the bars. “She’s going to be queen one day. So, you may not want to tick her off.”
Paige raised her chin and shoved her glasses up higher on her nose.
“Queen? Her?” the man questioned, thumbing toward her.
“Hey!” Paige objected. “Yes, queen. And my first order of business will be to have you beheaded unless you hop to it and find my fiancé. Now run along.”
The man pressed his lips together, his eyes sliding from side to side as he considered the matter.
