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As they ran through the forest; the guards weren't heard anymore. "I think they're gone," Mary panted, while they all stopped. Everyone looked behind, and it was empty.
"I think your right, your majesty," Barnaby replied.
"Don't say that in earshot of the public," Edward said.
"I think it's a little late for that," Barnaby replied, looking around.
"But it might lead the Boleyns to us like hounds," Katherine added, "addressing ourselves as royalty, when they want to call themselves monarchs." Edward, then Barnaby, then everyone else chuckled.
"Bandit queens and kings, more like," Mary muttered.
Suddenly they heard hoof sounds. "The Dowager Queen was right!"-Jane exclaimed.
"Shh!" everyone shushed her.
"Do you want them to hither right where we be?"-Edward asked, holding a finger to his lips. Jane smiled, and held a finger to her lips. Edward smiled.
Suddenly a hand reached around, and wrapped around Ciyira, who shrieked. "Shhh!" everyone exclaimed, looking at her. Then they realized she was attacked, and everyone yelled in panic. Bandits jumped out like clowns. Everyone blinked then Edward drew his dagger.
"Back ye!" he exclaimed. The bandit raised an eyebrow.
Then the hoof sounds got louder. "I don't know which one I'd prefer, getting caught by bandits or the Boleyns!"-Barnaby wailed.
"Is there a difference?"-Mary asked.
"Not really"-Edward replied, fiddling with the dagger. "Same with my uncles."
"What do we do? Or where do we go?!"-Jane cried.
"I don't have a choice," Ciyira choked out, raising a hand.
"I say we get captured by these guys, in a way they're saving us," Barnaby said. He fluttered his eyes at the bandits. "Save me, my princes!"
"Yes better suffer humiliation by them than upstarts stealing our crowns," Katherine agreed.
The bandits laughed, as they knocked Edward's dagger out of his hand with a kick, and rounded everyone up like professionals. "You're princes and princesses?" he asked.
"A queen," Mary spoke up, raising a hand.
"And almost a queen consort here and king there," Ciyira also added, pointing to herself and Edward, shyly. Edward winked at her.
"That's very nice your majesties and highnesses, I shall be sure to give you the best lodgings at our palace," a bandit said, the others laughed; as he tied all of them up. Then they were shoved on the horses.
"Unhand me!"-Edward exclaimed, as he was placed on the horse. "You dare put hands on royalty?!" He glanced at Mary, Ciyira, and Katherine.
"Would you prefer to be dragged by a horse?" the bandit asked.
"No this is fine," Edward replied. The bandits rode off with them all on the horse. Edward was knocked out after he complained too much.