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Chapter One
-Please! Please!-the large eyes of the child looked beseechingly at Malone.- Tell me the story when you made gunpowder for the evil queen!! Malone breathed a sigh and began to tell the story to the youngster. Only God knows why the child favorite tale was of their adventure with Centauria. It had to be the thousandth time, and at least the second time that that day. -....and that devil Tribune told the lizard warriors that I was uncle George. And... -Tsk tsk. What very harsh and unkind words. - A distant but very well known voice cut in on Malone's tale. The young reporter sprang to his feet and tried to hide the child behind his back. -Tribune what are you doing here?! If I remember correct, you're not the most beloved person here! -said angry the man. But the lizard didn't pay the least bit of attention to him. Instead his attention was rather on the youngster behind him. -Ned Malone, my warm-blooded friend!- Tribune said slyly-What a big son have you have!-He bent down to get a better view of the little boy who had by now squeezed in between Ned's legs.-Although, as I take a better look at him, I'd say, he takes after the magnificent Lord Roxton. -I'm lord William Arthur Roxton! What does warm-blooded mean? -The little boy asked curiously. -William, go in your room, please.-said Malone to the boy. -I will not!- The boy said stubbornly -Will! What did your mother say?-asked Ned as he was increasingly becoming nervous. The little boy bowed head and mumbled his words as he spoke:-That if I don't obey Ned, I wont have cake for a week. -Oh, and now I know who the mother is! Only Marguerite would be so cruel and deny a child cake-said the lizard chuckling. -Then it's better this way, you better not threaten this boy. You know the wrath of Marguerite. -I didn't really think of it till now. Thank you for the idea!-with that Tribune caught hold of Malone's neck, and begun to press his pulse. The young man fought against fainting, but the lack of oxygen won the battle. A frighten William observed the event from the hallway. -Neddie? What happened to you?- asked finally asked when Malone fell into a swoon. -Don't be afraid little Roxton, he is just sleeping.-Tribune tried to reassure the boy.-I hope so.- he mumbled to himself. Focusing back on the boy he said:-Don't you want to come with me? We will ride into the forest and your parents will take you home tomorrow. -We will ride?-asked William sniffling but became more and more excited.- How does man ride? -We'll have a great adventure together. -Yes a great adventure!-"It's undeniable who the parents are"thought Tribune amused. -I leave a note for your parents.-and he wrote a little letter:
"Dear lord Roxton and my darling Marguerite! I took the little lord Roxton with me to a short trip. You can receive him in the nearest fortress. Sincerely yours: Emperor Tribune" With that he grabbed the little child, and he went down, this time he took the elevator.
Chapter One
-Please! Please!-the large eyes of the child looked beseechingly at Malone.- Tell me the story when you made gunpowder for the evil queen!! Malone breathed a sigh and began to tell the story to the youngster. Only God knows why the child favorite tale was of their adventure with Centauria. It had to be the thousandth time, and at least the second time that that day. -....and that devil Tribune told the lizard warriors that I was uncle George. And... -Tsk tsk. What very harsh and unkind words. - A distant but very well known voice cut in on Malone's tale. The young reporter sprang to his feet and tried to hide the child behind his back. -Tribune what are you doing here?! If I remember correct, you're not the most beloved person here! -said angry the man. But the lizard didn't pay the least bit of attention to him. Instead his attention was rather on the youngster behind him. -Ned Malone, my warm-blooded friend!- Tribune said slyly-What a big son have you have!-He bent down to get a better view of the little boy who had by now squeezed in between Ned's legs.-Although, as I take a better look at him, I'd say, he takes after the magnificent Lord Roxton. -I'm lord William Arthur Roxton! What does warm-blooded mean? -The little boy asked curiously. -William, go in your room, please.-said Malone to the boy. -I will not!- The boy said stubbornly -Will! What did your mother say?-asked Ned as he was increasingly becoming nervous. The little boy bowed head and mumbled his words as he spoke:-That if I don't obey Ned, I wont have cake for a week. -Oh, and now I know who the mother is! Only Marguerite would be so cruel and deny a child cake-said the lizard chuckling. -Then it's better this way, you better not threaten this boy. You know the wrath of Marguerite. -I didn't really think of it till now. Thank you for the idea!-with that Tribune caught hold of Malone's neck, and begun to press his pulse. The young man fought against fainting, but the lack of oxygen won the battle. A frighten William observed the event from the hallway. -Neddie? What happened to you?- asked finally asked when Malone fell into a swoon. -Don't be afraid little Roxton, he is just sleeping.-Tribune tried to reassure the boy.-I hope so.- he mumbled to himself. Focusing back on the boy he said:-Don't you want to come with me? We will ride into the forest and your parents will take you home tomorrow. -We will ride?-asked William sniffling but became more and more excited.- How does man ride? -We'll have a great adventure together. -Yes a great adventure!-"It's undeniable who the parents are"thought Tribune amused. -I leave a note for your parents.-and he wrote a little letter:
"Dear lord Roxton and my darling Marguerite! I took the little lord Roxton with me to a short trip. You can receive him in the nearest fortress. Sincerely yours: Emperor Tribune" With that he grabbed the little child, and he went down, this time he took the elevator.