Chapter Four

BACK IN THE PRISON

[A/N] here it is! the one we've all been waiting for! Sorta! Sorry about the delay!

A ringing silence hung between Zoe and Jon, broken only by the scraching of the small, nameless creachers that tend to show up as bit caracters in stories like this.
"'m sorry." he said quietly. "I didn' mean-"
"I know you didn't" she said, just as quietly.
Another uncomfortable silence hung between them as each of the young teens contemplated how much troble they were in. Suddenly, a pebble clattered down from the window.
"What's up, Becky?"
"Jon, bad news about Zoe." This is urgent!"
"Becky, is that you?" Zoe cried.
"Zoe! oh Zoe, It's been so awful wile you were gone..."
"I know, I know, same for me! I- wait a minute." Zoe's voice filled with worry "what bad news?" there was a pause.
"Have- have you told yet?"
"'corse not!" Jon cried." how could we?"
"Well, they must think you're close to cracking." Becky said grimly. "That Prince just arived today" At that bit of information, Zoe screamed aloud.
"Zoe, hush it!" Jon wispered fearcely "they gonna come 'n queston us again!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! oh my lord! we're dead meat!"
"I'll be right back." Becky said through the window. The two teens glanced at each other, looked away, and almost in the same moment, they reached out and cluched hands. The words, unspoken, hung in the air like the dust from the straw.
"It'll be ok"
But neather was sure it was the truth.
"They're going to make me marry him!" she moaned quietly into the darkness. Jon let go of her hand and pushed her filthy hair out of her face.
"we'll work something out" He assured her as he tucked her hair behind her ear. "Something."

To Be Continued!

[A/N] There, i hope i've confirmed/denied all your suspicions about Zoe's parentage satasfactorally. If you haven't figured it out yet, just wait for chapter six, were I will give rock-solid evidence. (Plus a lot of cool background information that probly isn't going to come in handy later on, but takes up space while still folowing the storyline, making my blog look good for certan critics, like the p-a-r-e-n-t-s )