A piercing silence between the Wither-stray an vd the zombie emerged. Endocrine gripped the block she was sitting on. She could sense that Sliver didn't want to kill Z, but to teach him a lesson. Or maybe Sliver wanted to drive Z into insanity?
"Halt! Who goes there?!" A new feminine voice interrupted. Sliver startled, twisting to shoot the arrow towards the new voice. He immediately flipped his hood back on and nocked another slowness arrow.
Aww, I wanted you to kill the idiot! Endocrine pouted.
A blaze with a black pearl on its forehead cautiously emerged from a cave, eying the slowness arrow which was stuck on the wall. Once it saw Sliver pinning Z down with his foot, it yelped and fired magic at them. Sliver ducked the fireballs.
"Sliv?" the blaze narrowed its eyes.
"Gold?" Sliver responded, tucking his bow into his inventory and stepping off Z.
The blaze yelled and flung more fireballs at Sliver. "How dare you! How dare you! How dare you show your face in here?! You know aren't allowed in the Nether! Ugh!"
Sliver side-stepped the fireballs. "I-"
"And what were you doing on that zombie?" the blaze growled, using its dark magic- or smoke since Endocrine couldn't tell- to levitate up.
Sliver gestured to Z, whom was staring at the rouge floor. "Oh this fool?" Sliver snorted, "I was taking care of business."
"Define business," The blaze huffed, its rods stiff among the body of smoke.
Sliver walked towards the blaze, and then his head dipped with a flourish bow.
"That was not what I meant!" the blaze spat.
"I know," Sliver mused, "I've been wishing to do that for a long time. Anyways, this zombie had been picking bad fights and I wanted to show how low he's on my list."
The blaze regarded Z coldly, its rods returning to its natural state of orbit. "I see."
Endocrine stood up, disappointed. She brushed the ashes off her jacket as she looked at the soul sands, the cliff where G.P. had died, and then to the kneeling Z. With a sigh, Endocrine made her way over to the Nether Monsters.
"Anyways, Princess, meet Goldy. Goldy, meet Princess. Goldy, ignore that shameful zombie over there." Sliver introduced.
"Sliver, stop!" Goldy's rods spun at a faster rate. "You know I have to kill you if I ever find you again!"
"It's worth the consequence; you're the only thing I can't lose." Sliver deadpanned.
"Ugh!" Goldy huffed, turning away from Sliver.
"So, how's the Nether treating you, Goldy?" Sliver asked.
"Like a prized bride," she scoffed. "They're betting on me, and I can't even do anything because father's greedier than ever."
"Jerks," Sliver agreed, folding his arms.
Z rejoined the group as he got up and shuffled over, avoiding everyone's eyes.
Sliver glanced at him. "Right." Sliver clicked, shifting his attention back to the blaze. "I need you to take these two to the Wither King. They've been seeking temporal shelter, at least long enough for the End Army to leave. About a year in here would be long enough, I believe."
A year?! Endocrine started. I don't even have enough idiotic food for that! I don't have any food!
Goldy inspected Endocrine's water-proof boots to her fizzy hair. "Ah. Then the End Army's out for her life, correct? Then her real name is 'Princess Endocrine'."
Yes, finally! Someone knows my name! Endocrine punched the air, beaming.
"Endocrine? They named tu after a hormone?" Z gawked.
Stuff it, zombie. Endocrine glared, shoving her fist towards Z.
"Eh. I like Princess more." Z muttered, slinking away from Endocrine.
"Princess Endocrine, huh?" Sliver crooked his head. "I bet you'll become the next End Queen. Queen Endocrine… It has a nice ring to it. It just slips off the tongue easily."
"Queen Endocrine," Goldy agreed.
Why do monsters insists on me becoming a queen? Endocrine rolled her eyes as she stalked away from the group. Becoming a queen isn't appealing to me. If I wasn't born an enderman, monsters won't be calling me a queen! What did I do to deserve the title? Sit, wave, and look pretty?
The other part of Endocrine's mind hissed back to her internal dialogue, You were born and raised into the role of queen. The End needs you, no matter how many times they refuse to accept it.
Endocrine still doesn't like that other voice.
"Queen Endocrine's stupider than Endocrine. It should be Dame de Viollete Fin. I like that more, oui. Can I call tu that, Princess?" Z peeped.
No.
"Shut your trap, Z." Sliver huffed. "Shouldn't you be wailing about your creeper friend more than agonizing over a name? Or the fact I nearly killed tu?"
"That, is why I'm not bothering to react anymore," Z grumbled, heaving a deep sigh.
Goldy called Endocrine back to her before the enderman morpher could wander too far. "Princess Endocrine. Come, follow me to enter the Nether Kingdom. You too, zombie." Goldy moved back into the cave that she came from.
"Hey, Goldy? When was the last time you were in your human form?" Sliver asked, bouncing after her.
"Too long," Goldy sighed, waiting for the monsters to catch up.
"Why not transform here and now?" Sliver suggested.
Goldy pursed her lips, hesitation written all over her face.
"Even I understand that transformers grow restless if they don't alternate between forms." Sliver pointed to Endocrine.
Endocrine rolled her eye as she stepped into the cave. I don't get that restless.
Goldy rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine."
Goldy's smoke increased their volumes, engulfing her. Then the smoke cleared, revealing her tanned human self.
Goldy had parts of her hair pulled to the back and then brought to the front, which was wrapped together in loose gold ribbons. She had a relaxed dress on with black tights and white shoes that wrapped around her leg. Her golden eyelashes framed her dark, angry eyes.
"Is your soul joyous now?" Goldy huffed.
"Are you joyful?" Sliver retorted.
Goldy blinked. "Hmm. Si. It's good to have a stretch."
"Why are your eyelashes golden?" Z scrunched his face as he crooked his head. "Don't girls usually have dark eyelashes?"
Goldy rolled her eyes as she stretched. "It's my retarded attempt to look uglier. It actually compliments my hair. I should've shaved my hair off. Stupid father, he won't let me change my eyelashes back to ebony. Then I'd look plainer."
"She's well valued because of her beauty and the ability to transform. Female blaze transformers are even rarer than you, Princess Endocrine. That means she'll easily snag the attention of the higher rank, such as the Wither King," Sliver whispered to Endocrine. "She hates it."
"I can hear you," Goldy growled.
"Those pigmen told me that you used to be a lot sweeter until your father started searching for suitors," Sliver snorted, "They were right."
"Yeah, and then I became a pile of charcoal. How'd you like me now?" Goldy struck her tongue at him.
Sliver actually pondered on that, indirectly fueling Endocrine's amusement.
Goldy scoffed in disbelief before turning to face Z and Endocrine. "Welcome to the Nether Kingdom. Up ahead, we will soon approach the Nether Fortress, hearth to many Nether Monsters' dwellings. Oh, and Sliv, I recommend you get far away as possible before someone catches heat of you."
Sliver nodded, "I'll be around. Before I forget again... Z, I'm sorry about your friend. She seemed nice." And with another flourish bow, the Wither-Stray took off to the shadows of the Nether.
Z stared at the floor, his fists clenching and lips biting.
Goldy cleared her throat. "Right. Watch your steps and brace yourselves for the most attractive feature of Hell." She pointed to the top of the crimson hill.
Z eyed the hill, sighing as he muttered under his breath, "More terrains to climb. The world hates me today."
While Goldy helped Z struggled his way up the hill, Endocrine teleported to the top and surveyed her surroundings. A huge body of lava with pillars of maroon nether bricks staked deep into the sea greeted Endocrine. Inside the fortress, were indications of mazes with hallways and rooms.
Endocrine raised an eyebrow. Am I supposed to be impressed by a simple and small structure?
Z finally made to the top of the hill, dragging himself to stand next to Endocrine. Goldy flew over the lava, turning towards Endocrine and Z. "The Fortresses are the only structures of the Kingdom that invaders will see of the Nether Kingdom. It is concealed for protection services but prevents Overworld Monsters from accidentally stumbling across the magic trigger and revealing the rest of the Kingdom. The fortresses are obviously built to guard and defend, which is its major purpose."
"Why would they hide a kingdom right now?" Z asked, pulling out a stack of carrots. "I don't think le End would want le Nether."
"Because now we're constantly faced with the threat of Alex," Goldy said.
"Oh," Z muttered, cracking a carrot with his teeth.
Endocrine cringed as her stomach growled loudly.
Goldy landed onto Netherracks. "I see." Goldy stared at Endocrine. "You're in a hurry. You can't even stay for a Nether Week."
"What do tu mean by that?!" Z froze mid-crunch.
"Don't talk with food in your mouth unless you want a blaze to blast your brains out. Anyways, It means I need to take you two to King Wird immediately because of undesirous consequences. " Goldy informed, pointing to a makeshift cobblestone stairs. "Head up the Alex-made Cobblestone stairs and we will continue our tour."
Goldy headed for the stairs with Endocrine and Z following. Z was the second to reach there, so he gave Endocrine a little bow and stepped aside. Endocrine blinked, gingerly walking around Z.
"Tu go next, G-" Z paused. Endocrine paused on the stairs to look back at him. Z shook his head with a sighed, but then flinched when he met Endocrine's eye.
"What?" he snapped. Endocrine shrugged, turning away to teleport to the top of the stairs.
Goldy flew next to Z as he began climbing. Goldy warned, "Now that I remember, do not talk to the Wither Skeletons unless they did to you. If you do otherwise, kiss your sorry bums goodbye." Goldy tensed as a stranger glanced their way.
I'll have no problem with that, Endocrine thought drily, wincing as the heat wave distorted her vision.
Goldy sped up to join Endocrine at the top. Goldy stretched as she settled onto the cobblestone, bored as Z hiked the uncomfortable stairs.
Goldy finished her stretching session when Z finally reached the end of the stairs. Goldy squeezed in one last stretch before she began speaking. "Now, before I can take you to our king, I will have to make you see."
Z's face painted an expression of alarm bells. "What do tu mean by 'see'?"
Goldy muttered a spell, ignoring Z's question. Flames and golden sparks began to dance in her hands, causing the zombie to step back. She brought her hands up to her chin and then blew the magic towards Endocrine and Z.
Endocrine flinched, her headache worsening. The fortress began to shift as the ceiling cracked, although no debris were falling. The floor beneath them, nether bricks, began to multiply sideways, the fortress stretching and hurling throughout the transforming walls. The walls fell down, Netherracks melting together to form more nether bricks as it mended into place.
More Netherbricks flew from the ocean of lava, stacking themselves as more monsters appeared through spiraling flames. As the fortress continued to expand as flames danced over it, exterior designs emerged. Market booths plopped onto the new pathways as houses constructed among them.
Ghostly sea-like creatures of white, Ghasts, were everywhere in the sky, some of them having monsters and chests on their huge head. They seemed pretty pleased with objects on themselves while the rest of the ghasts seemed depressed for being bald. One of them flew over Endocrine's head, whipping more hot wind into her face.
Finally, in the middle of the growing city arose a great building with ancient sculptures of dragons craved into the castle. Lava poured from the windows and roof for dramatic effort, some running of the lava back into the sea below. Even from the distance, they could see the tiny and flattering details of stone, nether bricks, and quarts expertly dug into the gothic castle walls, surrounded by gardens of warts of many variations.
Statues of blazes, pigmen, and Wither Bosses were scattered around the kingdom, acting as if they were guarding the city. Some of the statues even had a lava fountain, such as a pigman "pouring" a bucket of lava into another bucket.
All of the details were not flattering to Endocrine's migraine.
"Oh." Z's jaw dropped.
"I see what they mean by watching visitor's faces," Goldy chuckled. Then she groaned, "Ugh, you endermen are so boring."
Well, excuse me for having a castle in the End and not having a voice! Endocrine sassed, massaging her forehead.
Goldy huffed, entering the capital city. Z looked at Endocrine before hurrying after the blaze morpher.
Endocrine took a glance towards a nearby statue. It was a statue of the Wither Boss, which looked down at her with three pairs of condemning eyes. The air shimmered as the Wither Boss seemed to lean forward.
Endocrine blinked, the statue popping back into its original state. She was unsure if the statue was going to turn alive and chase her away with explosions. Endocrine gave it a long look before teleporting away. She didn't want the statue to confirm her thoughts.
"Oh, there you are! I was afraid I've already misplaced you," Goldy sighed as Endocrine rejoined them.
"Say... how did tu know Princess's real name?" Z asked.
"I thought I told you to keep your trap shut?" Goldy raised an eyebrow at him.
"Oui..." Zoan muttered.
They walked in silence, moving around the bustling and gossiping Nether monsters.
"We have spies," Goldy sighed, stiff as she moved past the monsters. "Pigmen aren't useless and constantly fighting over gold pointlessly. We send troops of Pigmen out that will come back and report news from the Overworld."
"Doesn't Alex catches them?" Z asked, slipping through a pair of Wither skeletons.
Goldy shrugged. "The blazes casts a spell over the chosen pigmen. The moment they leave the Nether, they have exactly one day as a pig. They must hurry before the spell's over otherwise they'd transform back into pigmen. That way, we can control the amount of pigmen that dies out in the Overworld. The only creature that I know that kills pigs willingly is Alex.
"This tactic's the only safe way for the Nether to gain weekly news from the Overworld. The only cons is that they're more likely to be struck by lightning..." Goldy glanced at the grumpy human. "Oh, and Princess Endocrine, good job exploding half of the swamp away. You've really terrorized some pigs there."
Endocrine rolled her eye. To hell with pigs.
Z grimaced. "Can we stop calling her Endocrine?"
"Can you stop being a zombie?" Goldy retorted.
"Touche."
By now, the Wither boss statues were starting to unnerve Endocrine. They seemed to be positioned to glower directly at Endocrine's every movements. It was like it was sneering at the fact that Endermen hated eye contacts. Like it knew the deepest fears in Endocrine's soul, fears deeper than the ocean. Like they knew exactly what she's thinking about.
Or Endocrine's migraine wasn't helping her keeping reality straight. She shuddered, looking away from the statues and onto the floor.
The Nether monsters began to divert their attention towards Endocrine and Z, distressing the endermen even more. They began to murmur among themselves, their words ringing in Endocrine's skull: "The End Princess."
"It's been a while since we had an End Visitor."
"I heard if you stare long enough, they explode."
"That's a bunch of slime shit!"
I've heard that idiotic rumor before.
"Oh, look at that, I'm finally not the one getting the most attention," Goldy sighed in relief, beaming. "Don't you love how this kind of news travel fast?"
I hate it. Make it stop. Endocrine folded her arms and slouched.
"Tu aren't exactly a social minecart, aren't tu?" Z commented.
The Nether monsters continued gossiping, obvious to Endocrine's presence. Endocrine pursed her lips. Why am I surrounded by idiots as usual?
Goldy became more cheerful once they had left the plaza, chatting with Z and pointing out the history behind the statues. Endocrine grew sick of hearing about how "marvelous" their first Wither Boss was, ruling over the evergrowing Kingdom until Alex came and summoned him out of the castle. Now his soul is an everlasting light in the Overworld night, blah blah blah, insert sob story here that Endocrine doesn't care about.
Endocrine plopped down onto a bench, wanting a nap more than anything. Food wasn't even on her mind anymore. She was in constant pain. The thought of snuggling up next to a lava spa sounded like a dream. However, she knew that if she fell asleep, she might not even wake up again. But was that even a bad thing anymore?
"So, what are les two heads on les sides for again?" Z asked.
Endocrine glanced up, her eye feeling heavy. Z and Goldy were in front of a Wither Boss statue. The statue stared at Endocrine, looking like it was ready to attack at any moment as its spine twisted dramatically. Endocrine huffed, moving off the bench. Stop looking at me, you idiot!
"The heads on the sides are the King's counselors. They're able to separate from the King to check on the Kingdom. I suppose it's a good thing, because otherwise they'd make King Wird the Third go insane," Goldy explained, surveying the statues.
"Why are there so many statues of King Wird le First?" Z crooked his head.
That's what I want to know! Endocrine wasn't sure if she just saw the statue's eyes moving towards her. She glowered at the Wither Boss statue, teleporting out of the statue's "eyesight."
"Legend has it that each statue holds the sons of the King Wird the First. You know what, why don't you ask King Wird the Third that question yourself?" Goldy moved away, beckoning the Overworld monsters to follow her.
"You're confusing, tu tell us 'I have to take tu to le king!' and then le next thing I know you're not? Pourquoi?"
Goldy looked down at the path dotted with raw quartzes. "I don't exactly like the King's Knights..."
"Hey Goldeen!" A blaze called out, flying towards them.
"What?" Goldy snapped.
"Who's that?" Z whispered.
"Princess Endocrine and Zoan, meet my twice-removed uncle," she huffed.
"I'm Blai," the blaze greeted. "Anyways, Goldeen, you've better change back 'cause your father's coming this way. He's quite angry. He've been searching for you for fifteen Nether hours."
Goldy made a sound that sounded like a bark and curse, immediately morphing back into her blaze version.
Blai glared. "You'd better watch your language, young lady. Your father won't like that."
Goldy struck her brown tongue at him.
An elderly blaze drifted from around a corner. "Ah, Blaah, I've see you've found Goldeen... and two Overworld monsters?"
"It's a short 'a'," Blai grumbled.
"Do you really have the rods to sass your Elder?" Goldy's father rolled his eyes. "Before I hear anything else from your pitiful mouth, you are dismissed."
Blai cleared his throat, bowing his head. "Whatever suits your bed of coals. I'll go break up the search party." Then he flew away.
Goldy's father started straight at Goldy. "I would like a moment alone with my daughter."
"Stay here," Goldy told Endocrine and Z, glaring back at her father. Her father turned, flying away as he yanked Goldy with him by some invisible force.
Endocrine checked on Z. He seemed to be falling back into his depressed self, his expression dulling. Endocrine looked away, staring at a falling lava. They stood there in awkward silence, listening to the sizzling lava and the growing volume of blazes yelling.
"Why can't I have control over my life anymore?!" Goldy screamed. "Yeah, yeah a 'better future'! Yeah, why not scare all of my friends away?! You framed them, set them up, and now my family is afraid of me because they're scared that I'm some short of a curse! You call that a better future?!"
"At least they won't lay a eyelash on your weak body, dammit!"
Z cringed, trudging over to a bench, whining: "Why are they so loud?"
"Oh, so does that gives you the right to slap me, your 'precious' daughter, whenever you want?! Just get out of my life, I'm an adult, for Void's sake! Go get eaten by a ghast! That'd make the world-"
"You know I can't leave you alone! Without my magic to keep you alive, we both know what'll happen to you!"
Endocrine rubbed her forehead, glaring at another Wither statue which was somehow watching her instead of Z. At least I didn't have a father along with my idiotic mother the dragon. And would you keep your stupid eyes to yourself, you dumb statues.
"At least I'd be better off dead! Like my mother!" Goldy spat.
"Dead? You're lucky that I decided to keep you alive and now you're going to serve a great role to the family by marrying the richest suitor!"
"Now you dare to bring that up?! Ugh, I had enough of you, father!"
"Do not fly away from me, get back here right now-!"
Two miniature explosions sounded and then a deep silence. Endocrine teleported a few blocks closer to Z, while the said zombie had fallen off his bench.
Goldy hurled back into sight, her rods duller and red tears straining her scratched left cheek. "Let's go before my father could catch me," she snarled.
"Uh, I think le whole Nether heard your argument." Z winced.
"It happened before," Goldy grumbled, storming up a cloud of smoke throughout her body as she flew by.
"Oh." Z pushed himself off the floor to dash over to Goldy.
Will life always be this strange? Endocrine pondered as she did her best to ignore Goldy's drying blood.
Goldy finally brought her guests to the entrance of the Nether castle. Magma stones were framing the gardens of warts, giving it an eerie, golden glow.
"I've heard the Overworld has many plants," Goldy sighed, staring longingly at the warts.
Z shrugged. "They get boring."
Goldy scoffed. "Liar. I've dream of seeing the flowers everyday."
One moment, Endocrine was walking behind the two conversing monsters. Then the next: she staggered. Her vision had suddenly turned blurry; her brain felt like it was growing as she stumbled. She stomped sharply, her sight returning as ringing filled her ears.
She found Goldy and Z looking at her in concern. She waved them off. I'm fine, idiots. I just need to walk it off...
"Then stop being so dramatic if you don't want a hand," Goldy growled.
Z took a deep breath. "Uh, Goldy? Since we're talking about helping... It's been bothering moi but I believe there's blood on your cheek?" Z rubbed the back of his neck.
"What?" Goldy looked at him, shocked. The dried blood moved from her cheek to one of her rods. "I'm getting weaker everyday..."
"Why?" Z shoved his gloved hands into his pockets.
"I don't know. It could be magic that's killing me? That's stupid, so it can't be..."
Of course magic can kill. Endocrine dully raised her eyebrow. But can it kill its owner?
"Yeah..." Z glanced at the floor.
Endocrine waved for Goldy's attention.
"What?" Goldy snapped.
Can't you kill your own father if he's hurting you? Endocrine pointed to the blaze, drew an invisible line over her neck, and then scowled, placing a hand on her hip and the other hand scolding.
"Kill who... kill my own father?" Goldy groaned. "I can't, I can't kill him. I won't be able to live with the conscience of killing my own father. It's bad enough that I avoided the death my mother claimed, but killing Father?"
Goldy laughed, nervously looking around. "I'm took weak. I know that and he knows that. Besides, the moment he dies, his magic over me will be broken, yes, but then I'll die too. And I don't know how seriously the Overworld and End takes killing into consideration, but it's a death sentence to kill a Nether civilian. Or even to try killing."
Endocrine frowned. You Nether Monsters overrate death too much. I've killed enough monsters to last me a hundred of life times.
Goldy sighed. "Whatever. Let's go." She started to move towards the castle.
"Wait," Z spoke up, "If tu need us to help tu... Don't hesitate to ask."
Goldy halted, staring at the rows of growing warts. "I don't need help. And besides, you should really learn to stop poking your nose into monsters' business. It's rude. Now, come."
Goldy led the duos throughout the large garden of warts and over the Netherbricks stairs. The blaze hesitated when she saw two Wither Skeletons guarding the doors of the palace.
"Aw, look, the little's chick here," the right Wither skeleton sneered.
"Hello, ugly cow," Goldy mocked. "I need you to take these guests to the king."
"Visitors, eh?" the left skeleton nodded.
"Obviously." Goldy rolled her eyes. She turned to Endocrine. "I'll be back to check up on you two. Our king isn't much of a leisure to be around."
And with that, Goldy flew away at a faster speed than Endocrine had ever seen her flown before.
The Wither Skeletons studied the sweating zombie and the dry-skinned human. The one on the left coughed, taking a step forward. "Right. Follow me, will you, mates?"
The left Wither skeleton pushed the great doors open, stepping aside so Endocrine and Z could pass through.
The interior of the castle was mostly filled with empty spaces, occasionally decorated with paintings or modest furniture. The windows were held together with thick frames like it was afraid that explosions from the blazes and ghasts would break the fragile glass. All of the open, empty spaces gave the castle a colder feeling than the ones outside. And the sense that someone could hold a race inside the castle without a fear of knocking over furniture.
The Wither skeleton guided them through the castle; the monsters' footsteps echoing through the halls. Endocrine's vision grew blurry as the details of the walls merged together into shapes and colours. She couldn't think through the pain and the haze in her mind.
"Stay here. I will announce to King Wird the Third of your presence," The skeleton ordered as they approached another set of doors. He drily chuckled as he slipped through the narrow opening of the door. "Or if you wander off, you could get lost or pulled apart like pork chops. Have fun."
Then the Wither skeleton clicked the door shut.
Suddenly, stars crowded Endocrine's vision, casting a shadow over the world. Her ears began to ring as her heartbeat spurred; she clutched onto Z's shoulder before she could lose her balance.
"What les hell, I didn't move-" Z froze when he saw Endocrine rubbing her forehead and shaking her head.
I can't see! Endocrine gasped, unsure whether or not she was standing. It was difficult to breathe. All of the stress, running, and fighting certainly pulled a toll on her hunger bar and now her health bar was paying for it...
Endocrine blinked, her vision slowly returning as the colours crept back into sight. She remained motionless for a few moments but then Endocrine realized that she was clinging onto a terrified monster.
Idiot! Endocrine flinched, her hand darting off Z's shoulder like he was made out of water.
"Don't do that again," Z imploded.
Endocrine dragged a line across her neck, and then pointed at him. Z nodded, slowly inching away from Endocrine. He pulled out and twirled his pickaxe as he bit his lips and descended into his own thoughts.
The two monsters waited in painful silence until the doorknobs shifted.
Endocrine pretended as nothing interesting had happened as the Wither Skeletons opened the doors wide. Lights poured onto them, the pillars of fire dancing merrily for the king. Paintings and windows decorated the high walls, the former's original colours had a shade of yellow and orange from the fires. Standing by were Pigmen and Blazes, glancing at Endocrine and Z with bored expressions. The pigmen had their hands full of feathers or they were rolling the scrolls, while the Blazes guarded the windows... or the paintings.
Leading to the back center of the room laid a maroon carpet with gold accents, complimenting the golden throne which sat on layers of stairs. And lazily sitting on the throne was a royal ghost, his cloak draped to one side as he leaned onto a hand. He stared at Endocrine with the same, judgmental looks of the statues outside.
"I welcome you to my kingdom Princess Endocrine, daughter of the late Third End Queen, Drelizabeth, whom was a good friend of my father and the father before: King Wird the First and Second," his voice rumbled.
Author's Note: … And here enters Goldy, the co-narrator of the Nether!
And I'm sorry for the long chapter, I didn't want to split it. I couldn't find a good place to split it without ending this prematurely or late (And, of course, I wanted a cliff hanger lol). Hopefully, this extra long chapter makes up for the absent updates. ^^'
I'm not really happy about the fact that McM Won't be finished in July... but it looks like it had extended to September with the way the chapters is going. There are probably two more chapters that needs a split. I already had to crop out another part from this onto the next chapter.
Endertainment!
Why are Endermen and Blazes constantly fighting?
Because one doesn't know when to end the debate and the other sends the discussion blazing!
~Rosie