Vixen waited patiently for Jasper to come to her room for the night. Jasper was in and out but for never any length of time. Not even long enough for Vixen to see anything more than the back of her head.
But as the sunset, Jasper came to retire for the night. Vixen was going to make her move now. It would give her all night to get her way from the palace and nobody would miss her until they were hours way and the trail was cold.
As Jasper made her way from her bed to the bathroom, Vixen came up behind her and put a sack over her head. The sack was laced with a paralytic making it impossible for Jasper to scream or fight back.
However, her mind was screaming. Her thoughts went to those of horror. 'What is happening?' 'Who has taken me?' 'How much longer will I be alive?'
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"Jasper?"
