so that the arrow was aimed a little higher.
âLooks good,â Simon agreed. He pulled the arrow back a second time.
Ziiing!
The arrow whizzed through the air and landed securely in the wood door. Now the rope stretched from the Castle right to the tower. Perfect!
âHuzzah!â Simon cheered. He walked over to the rope and pulled himself on top. âIâll search her room and try to find out the connection between her and that secret order.â
He slowly stood up on the rope, balancing. Then he took one careful step after another, trying to keep his balance like a circus performer. When he reached the mysterious door, he pushed it open and jumped inside.
The Princessâs room contained a pink carpet, a pink bed, and a dresser with a crown carved into the mirror. The invadersâ bombs had left the place a wreck, just as they had the rest of the Castle. There were tattered posters of stars and planets on the walls, just like the ones he and Alice had seen in the orderâs secret hideout.
Simon wasnât exactly sure what he was looking for, but he figured he would know when he saw it. There was a bunch of jewelry, a hairbrush, and some fancy clothes in the dresser.
Then he opened up a wood chest at the foot of the Princessâs bed. Inside, he found an interesting scrap of paper that had been damaged by the attack. A smile spread across his face as he read it.
âWait until Alice sees this,â Simon said. He tucked it into his pocket and made his way back outside, across the rope, and then jumped down to the platform.
âThank goodness! I kept imagining you falling off the rope,â Alice said with relief.
âGosh, nice imagination,â Simon said sarcastically. He handed her the scrap of paper. âAnyway, I found something. Read this.â
The order believes the Great Inventor kept many of his secrets under his bed, but the order dare not come out of its hiding place to seek them. I will do my best to aid them in their search because I believe Mordred is alive! Iâve detected a beacon on a faraway planet, and I believe it must have been sent from him. I have sent a return signal and . . .
Aliceâs eyes grew wide. âIt sounds like the Princess liked Mordred . . . you know,
liked
him.â
âGross,â Simon said, making a face. âBut I thought the King said Mordred was all evil and stuff. Why would the Princess like him?â
Alice sighed. âItâs a girl thing. You wouldnât understand. But, anyway, this proves that Mordred really
did
escape to outer space, and the Princess was contact with him.â
Simon was more confused than ever. âOkay. So Mordred escaped to a faraway planet. Someone from outer space kidnapped the Princess. But if Mordred and the Princess were friends, why would he kidnap her?â
âMaybe he didnât kidnap her,â Alice replied. âMaybe he rescued her.â
âRescued her?â Simon asked.
âFrom her strict parents,â Alice said, getting a dreamy look in her eyes. âItâs so romantic! For years, Princess Elyana searched the skies, waiting for her true love to return. Then one day, Mordred swooped down from the heavens and swept her away.â
âAfter blowing up a bunch of stuff,â Simon pointed out. âSo if thatâs true, wouldnât the knights have come back and told us that by now? It doesnât make sense.â
âGood point,â Alice admitted. âI guess thereâs only one way to find out the truth.â
Simon nodded. âThatâs right. We still need to find a way to get to outer space!â
Chapter Ten
Finally . . . a Flying Machine!
âWe should go back to the museum and look under Mordredâs bed,â Alice suggested. âThe Princess said he kept secrets under there.â
Simon shook his head. âAre you forgetting about the windmill? Weâve got to get there
Tanya Anne Crosby, Alaina Christine Crosby