moment later I saw that it was a mouse instead. And it spoke to me again. “Queen Rapunzel, I am here to set you free. We all are.” The little mouse began to work on the lock on my chains and I saw another working on the lock to the cell. The door swung open. Cinderella! And Pea! And Emily! And Ben! They rushed in, Pea took me in her arms and lifted me. I doubt I could have walked. Cinderella deposited my whip in my hand. I can’t describe the comfort it gives me.
The hall outside my cell was littered with dead guards. I grabbed Pea’s collar. “Flynn” I rasped. Were they just going to leave without Flynn? Suddenly the hall was filled with guards. Trolls and ogres and goblins. Everywhere. I saw Emily shoot a troll in the eye and then turn and skewer a goblin through the belly. And Ben was a scythe through the creatures. Maybe the gnome had been right that he was dangerous, but then, so were we all. He was in good company.
Suddenly the fighting stopped. The monsters fell back and we were alone in the hallway, just us and Jinjur and Flynn. Cinderella was already on the attack.
“No! Cinderella! Don’t hurt him!” I surprised myself with the strength of my voice. But she stopped.
“Flynn! Come with us!” I pleaded.
He smiled and waved a folding razor, “Stay with me, dear Mother. We have so much more to talk about.”
Then Cindy opened the tent, filling the hallway between us and them, and Pea took me inside and I don’t remember anything else until I woke on a soft bed.
CHAPTER 12
Weeks passed while I recovered enough to travel. While I rested, Pea tended my wounds, washing me daily in the pool, treating me with creams and salves from Cinderella’s medical supplies. I ate and slept and cried. As painful as it was to see what they had done to Flynn, what I had done to him, it hurt even more to lose him a second time. He was dead, I’d left him for dead, and now he was alive, and even though he hated me, rightfully, for what I’d done, I was happy that he lived. Even twisted and working for Mallory, I rejoiced in his life.
I hated when Sweet Pea put the creams on my scars. If they faded, would they take the last of Flynn from me?
When I was strong enough to walk a few steps, I asked them to set up a bed outside. I’d missed the open air in the dungeon and too much time in the tent, as opulent as it was, felt stuffy and oppressive. Emily and Cinderella and Pea trained in the clearing. I couldn’t believe how much Emily had progressed. She was becoming a true warrior. It made me proud. It made me sad. She was 6 for the fucks sake! She needed to be a child, not a soldier. But, life demands what it demands and we either deliver or we die.
Nonetheless, it made me happy to see her playing with a doll. I don’t know where she’d found a doll. Cinderella didn’t seem like the doll type and I’d never seen one in the tent. I was lying out on my daybed, watching her play, some kind of silly little game with her doll. Ben was beside me, as he always was now.
Then Ben got up and ran over to Emily and snatched the doll from her hand. Emily screamed and I yelled at him. “Ben! No! Bad dog! Drop it!” But he ignored me. He ran to the far edge of the clearing and dropped the doll on the ground. ‘Finally.’ I thought, then as Emily ran to recover her doll, he lifted his leg and peed on the doll!
“Bad Ben!” Emily yelled with deep anger.
I pulled myself to my feet and walked towards Ben. Then I noticed the piss soaked doll start to smoke and shake. “Emily!” I shouted, “Back away. There’s something strange!”
Emily looked at me as she ran. “No shit!” I wonder where she picked up that language. Pea and Cinderella must have heard the commotion and they came running out of the tent, weapons at the ready.
So it was, that we were all there when the piss soaked
The hall outside my cell was littered with dead guards. I grabbed Pea’s collar. “Flynn” I rasped. Were they just going to leave without Flynn? Suddenly the hall was filled with guards. Trolls and ogres and goblins. Everywhere. I saw Emily shoot a troll in the eye and then turn and skewer a goblin through the belly. And Ben was a scythe through the creatures. Maybe the gnome had been right that he was dangerous, but then, so were we all. He was in good company.
Suddenly the fighting stopped. The monsters fell back and we were alone in the hallway, just us and Jinjur and Flynn. Cinderella was already on the attack.
“No! Cinderella! Don’t hurt him!” I surprised myself with the strength of my voice. But she stopped.
“Flynn! Come with us!” I pleaded.
He smiled and waved a folding razor, “Stay with me, dear Mother. We have so much more to talk about.”
Then Cindy opened the tent, filling the hallway between us and them, and Pea took me inside and I don’t remember anything else until I woke on a soft bed.
CHAPTER 12
Weeks passed while I recovered enough to travel. While I rested, Pea tended my wounds, washing me daily in the pool, treating me with creams and salves from Cinderella’s medical supplies. I ate and slept and cried. As painful as it was to see what they had done to Flynn, what I had done to him, it hurt even more to lose him a second time. He was dead, I’d left him for dead, and now he was alive, and even though he hated me, rightfully, for what I’d done, I was happy that he lived. Even twisted and working for Mallory, I rejoiced in his life.
I hated when Sweet Pea put the creams on my scars. If they faded, would they take the last of Flynn from me?
When I was strong enough to walk a few steps, I asked them to set up a bed outside. I’d missed the open air in the dungeon and too much time in the tent, as opulent as it was, felt stuffy and oppressive. Emily and Cinderella and Pea trained in the clearing. I couldn’t believe how much Emily had progressed. She was becoming a true warrior. It made me proud. It made me sad. She was 6 for the fucks sake! She needed to be a child, not a soldier. But, life demands what it demands and we either deliver or we die.
Nonetheless, it made me happy to see her playing with a doll. I don’t know where she’d found a doll. Cinderella didn’t seem like the doll type and I’d never seen one in the tent. I was lying out on my daybed, watching her play, some kind of silly little game with her doll. Ben was beside me, as he always was now.
Then Ben got up and ran over to Emily and snatched the doll from her hand. Emily screamed and I yelled at him. “Ben! No! Bad dog! Drop it!” But he ignored me. He ran to the far edge of the clearing and dropped the doll on the ground. ‘Finally.’ I thought, then as Emily ran to recover her doll, he lifted his leg and peed on the doll!
“Bad Ben!” Emily yelled with deep anger.
I pulled myself to my feet and walked towards Ben. Then I noticed the piss soaked doll start to smoke and shake. “Emily!” I shouted, “Back away. There’s something strange!”
Emily looked at me as she ran. “No shit!” I wonder where she picked up that language. Pea and Cinderella must have heard the commotion and they came running out of the tent, weapons at the ready.
So it was, that we were all there when the piss soaked
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