Authors Note: This first part is a kind of sequel to "May I Have This Dance?", so you might wanna read that first.
"Brynn, this is ridiculous." Hanso said. He was back to his usual clothes, as was Brynn. She had insisted on coming to return his "borrowed" clothing.
"I told you, you have to return the clothing."
"I'll return it later!" Brynn stared at him, obviously not believing that statement.
"Okay, fine." He grumbled and started walking a bit faster. Just half an hour ago he had been happily dancing with Brynn. And now she was back to threatening to toss him in the dungeons.
He sighed. He would never understand girls.
Twenty minutes later and Hanso had returned his clothing and was walking Brynn back to her house, when all of a sudden the scene changed.
They were in…Faerieland? Hanso thought it seemed like it, but it looked…different. Less fancy. They were in front of Fyoras castle. It was dark out, and Hanso could not see anyone.
The doors flew open and they were rushed inside by a young air faerie, who disappeared as quickly as she had appeared. A dark faerie walked up to them.
"Follow me," she said, and Hanso and Brynn followed as best as they could through the castle, until they reached the throne room.
It was beautiful, the throne room, but a mess. The curtains were ripped, the rug had holes in it, and pillars were broken. Fyora, however, looked as radiant as ever.
"Brynn, Hanso. I am sorry you have to see my castle like this. However, I have something to ask of you."
They exchanged uneasy looks. They had just finished saving the world, for crying out loud!
Still, Hanso kinda hadn't wanted to adventure to end. Because that would mean him and Brynn would have to be enemies again.
They looked back over to Fyora.
"What is it, your Majesty?" Brynn asked. Fyora smiled.
"There are other artifacts about Neopia. I would like you two to find them."