Chapter 3

Garrett and Kayley were being led in chains to a morbid-looking castle in an area known as Nightmare Swamp. Their captors were small, ugly frog-like creatures with yellow eyes. The drawbridge was lowered and the captors led their prisoners to the throne room. The room was filled with frog-creatures.

Garrett and Kayley were forced onto their knees in front of the empty throne. One of the little creatures stepped up and cleared his throat.

"Oh Great Mistress!" he croaked, "We have brought them to you as ordered!"

A small explosion followed. A figure stepped out from the smoke. Looking up, Kayley and Garrett gasped.

It was a woman. Tall, slim, and beautiful with flowing black hair and cold, hard eyes.

"Morgana!" Kayley hissed.

"Well done, my faithful minions." Morgana cooed. Then she turned her attention to her prisoners.

"Sir Garrett…and Lady Kayley," she crooned, "how nice of you to come."

"Why did you bring us here?" Garrett growled.

"Now now, no need to be rude!" Morgana said smoothly, "I just wanted to know how my dear cousin Arthur is!"

"Why should we tell you?" Kayley hissed, "If you're plotting to take over Camelot-"

Morgana chuckled evilly at this. "Camelot? Hah!" she cackled, "I have no use for that worthless piece of land! I want the world!"

She waved her hands and an image of Excalibur appeared. "But first…I need the power of Artie's sword." Morgana said icily.

"King Arthur will never give you Excalibur!" Garrett roared.

"Ah, but that's where you two come in!" Morgana said, "Do you think Arthur would allow his two most trusted knights to be harmed?"

Garrett and Kayley suddenly realized what she had in mind.

"We will never be your bargaining tools!" Kayley shouted.

"Sorry, but you fools have no choice." Morgana said, "Take them away!"

She waved her hand and her minions immediately dragged the knights to the dungeon.

As soon as the door lock clicked, Garrett felt his way towards the door. Carefully calculating the distance with his feet, he rammed the door with all his strength. But it was no use.

"Garrett!" Kayley cried. She grabbed her husband's arm.

"Kayley!" Garrett growled, "Jill and Emily are alone and helpless! I'm afraid for them!"

"I am too!" Kayley said, "But they're not alone! They've got Devon and Cornwall!"

"I know! That's what worries me!" Garrett muttered.