"Help Tina, why?"

Jenny shrugged carelessly, "Because I didn’t feel like killing her"

Bette’s hands were on either side of the edge of the cot and both clenched the wet fabric tightly.

"So you were the one Jodi was talking about. You’re the traitor"

Jenny pursed her lips, "Hold on. I’m not a traitor. I never hid my dislike for the Princess, I was always open about my jealousy of her. Well I wouldn’t say jealousy because its obvious I’m prettier than her but . ."

As Jenny ranted on, Bette rolled her eyes again and blanked out on the rest of whatever Jenny had to say. Her thoughts drifted back to her lover and all the time they spent together. A question resurfaced in her mind and now that she had Jenny to herself, Bette wanted to ask. She focused back on her cell mate just in time to catch the last of her rambling.

" . . . met Jodi and she offered me the crown if I killed Tina so I thought what the heck right? I was cool with it until she fucking attacked the castle with me in it"

Bette raised an eyebrow and ignored everything Jenny had just said. The poor girl was way too annoying and just . . there was something wrong with her but Bette could never bring herself to hate her. She knew she should considering she wanted to kill Tina but Jenny was so full of herself, Bette doubted the maiden would go through with it. She would probably go on about how she was too pretty to get blood on her clothes. Oh Lord.

Bette cleared her throat, "Did you tell Jodi about Tina and I?"

Jodi gave Bette a half shrug, "Well I tried to but apparently someone else had beat me to it"

Someone else? Bette didn’t hate Jenny but she didn’t trust her either. The only other person who knew was Shane and . . no . . she would never. Shane was her best friend.

Bette shook off thoughts about her friend. Add that to not seeing Tina and Bette was going to slowly drive herself mad. Not to mention Jodi was still alive and there was no doubt about that. If Bette was still alive, that meant Jodi was too.