The Rescue Princesses #2: Wishing Pearl Read Online Free PDF

drooped in the water.
    She pulled off some fish and gave it to him, but he hardly took a bite. Behind the smiling mouth, his eyes looked sad.
    “You poor thing!” said Clarabel, stroking his silky gray skin.
    The dolphin clicked his reply, staying close to her side.
    Jaminta joined them. “That’s quite a nasty gash,” she said, looking at his side. “Usually dolphins stay together, but this one must have been separated from his friends when the accident happened.”
    Clarabel’s eyes filled with tears. “I thought the fish would help. But he seems too weak even to eat it.”
    She tried to offer him the fish again. He flapped a flipper limply but didn’t seem interested in the food.
    Clarabel watched him sadly. “You’ll never get better if you can’t even eat. What should we do?”
    Emily swam over to them. “I asked Ally to find out if there are any vets here. But she said the island is too small to have one.”
    “It’s up to us, then,” said Clarabel, her pale face determined. “We’ll find a way to cure him.”
    “I don’t know if that’s even possible,” said Jaminta.
    “It has to be!” Clarabel stroked the dolphin’s nose. “Look at all the things you can do with the jewels, Jaminta. There has to be a way!”
    Suddenly, they noticed Lulu waving her arms frantically at them from the shore.
    “What is it?” called Emily.
    But Lulu put her finger to her lips and beckoned to them. So Jaminta and Emily swam swiftly to the water’s edge.
    Clarabel kissed her dolphin on the nose before she followed the others. “I’ll come back soon,” she promised. “I’ll find a way to make you feel better.”
    Lulu made them all duck down behind a sand dune. Clarabel froze as she saw why they were hiding. There, on top of the dunes and clearly outlined in the moonlight, was the figure of Prince Samuel.
    “He’s got his shovel,” whispered Lulu.
    “He’s going to dig for the treasure again,” said Jaminta.
    They watched Samuel trudge around the edge of the lagoon and disappear over the other side.
    “Let’s go!” said Lulu, straightening up. “We have to follow him without him seeing us. We have to find out where he’s going next.”
    “But the dolphin —” started Clarabel.
    “If Samuel’s doing something sneaky, we have to go and see what it is,” Lulu insisted, her hands on her hips. “I’ll go first. I can stay unseen by keeping low.”
    Clarabel’s shoulders tightened. “But it’s just —”
    “We have to hurry!” interrupted Lulu.
    Clarabel’s heart began to race. It felt wrong to be bossy, but she had to make herself do it.
    “No!” she said quietly. “We spent all afternoon finding out what Samuel’s up to and now that we’ve finally got here, the dolphin’s much worse than before. We have to put him first. He needs us. That was what our Rescue Princesses promise was all about.”
    Clarabel stopped and took a deep breath. Emily patted her arm sympathetically.
    Lulu looked surprised for a moment, but then she smiled. “You’re right, Clarabel! This little dolphin is much more important than any prince.”
    “And Rescue Princesses should stick together,” added Emily.
    “All right, then, let’s get started,” said Jaminta.
    The princesses picked up their clothes and raced away toward the beach.
    Clarabel, the slowest, ran behind, her head filled with the picture of a little dolphin lying still in the deep-blue water.

They sneaked into Jaminta’s room half an hour before midnight.
    Jaminta took out a polished wooden box, opened it up, and laid out all her jewel-sculpting tools on the table.
    Clarabel held the sapphire bracelet she’d collected from her bedroom.
    “Have you ever made a jewel that can heal something before?” Clarabel asked her.
    Jaminta frowned. “No. I’ve made emeralds that light up, diamonds that can detect metal, and the rings that we use to call each other. But none of the jewelry I’ve made changes a living thing. This is something