CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
They had just climbed and rope and found themself on the other side of the wall. Mongo wanted to keep going, but the Princess refused to move.
"We have to keep moving, it's not safe," said Mongo.
"My father..."
"Yes, he will be following us."
"MY FATHER IS TRYING TO KILL ME?" The Princess felt embarrassed as she broke down in this way, but it was too much to take. Mongo held her close to him.
"I will protect you," was all Mongo could think to say.
"But why...I know he's always been a cold man, but I thought he loved me," she said.
"The pressures of being king can do strange things to a man," said Mongo.
"Did he go mad? Is that it? He's not himself?"
"Yes, that could be it," said Mongo, though he was certain that was not the case. The lie seemed to help the princess though and they started moving again.
"Where are we going?" she asked. "He'll send people after us, on horses, on those new all terrain vehicles...
"We are meeting a friend," said Mongo. "The person who put that rope over the wall."
"Who?"
"ME," said a booming voice. A massive figure appeared seemingly from thin air, which given its size seemed impossible. The princess stared in disbelief. It was a Vandrom.
"A Vandrom!?" she said. "But they're filthy!" she spat out with disgust and years of conditioning. The Vandrom did not react.
"He is my friend," said Mongo. "I trust him with my life."
"They use dark magic! They're in league with the volcano demons!"
"Is that the lie of choice at the moment?" said the Vandrom, amused. "Young lass, the only reason we Vandroms are thought of as evil is because your people do not have our skills. They have forgotten magic and abandoned it in the way of technology. There is nothing dark about our magic."
"You can disappear completely under a dark cloak!" she protested.
"Exactly why we need him," said Mongo, smiling. Then, to the princess's amazement, he hugged the Vandrom in a friendly way. She had never seen a Vandrom in real life, only heard the strories of their evil from her retainers...from her father. More lies?
"We must be quick," said the Vandrom. Then a darkness seemed to grow from his hands.
"What..." started the princess. But before she knew it, darkness was all around her.
"We are under his cloak," said Mongo.
"What's the point of being disguised if we can't see anything?" she asked, annoyed.
"I will see for the three of us," said the Vandrom, simply. And they were on the move again.
"We have to keep moving, it's not safe," said Mongo.
"My father..."
"Yes, he will be following us."
"MY FATHER IS TRYING TO KILL ME?" The Princess felt embarrassed as she broke down in this way, but it was too much to take. Mongo held her close to him.
"I will protect you," was all Mongo could think to say.
"But why...I know he's always been a cold man, but I thought he loved me," she said.
"The pressures of being king can do strange things to a man," said Mongo.
"Did he go mad? Is that it? He's not himself?"
"Yes, that could be it," said Mongo, though he was certain that was not the case. The lie seemed to help the princess though and they started moving again.
"Where are we going?" she asked. "He'll send people after us, on horses, on those new all terrain vehicles...
"We are meeting a friend," said Mongo. "The person who put that rope over the wall."
"Who?"
"ME," said a booming voice. A massive figure appeared seemingly from thin air, which given its size seemed impossible. The princess stared in disbelief. It was a Vandrom.
"A Vandrom!?" she said. "But they're filthy!" she spat out with disgust and years of conditioning. The Vandrom did not react.
"He is my friend," said Mongo. "I trust him with my life."
"They use dark magic! They're in league with the volcano demons!"
"Is that the lie of choice at the moment?" said the Vandrom, amused. "Young lass, the only reason we Vandroms are thought of as evil is because your people do not have our skills. They have forgotten magic and abandoned it in the way of technology. There is nothing dark about our magic."
"You can disappear completely under a dark cloak!" she protested.
"Exactly why we need him," said Mongo, smiling. Then, to the princess's amazement, he hugged the Vandrom in a friendly way. She had never seen a Vandrom in real life, only heard the strories of their evil from her retainers...from her father. More lies?
"We must be quick," said the Vandrom. Then a darkness seemed to grow from his hands.
"What..." started the princess. But before she knew it, darkness was all around her.
"We are under his cloak," said Mongo.
"What's the point of being disguised if we can't see anything?" she asked, annoyed.
"I will see for the three of us," said the Vandrom, simply. And they were on the move again.