Chapter 10: A Deal Is Struck
A/N: Fairy Tale Land
"Hey, you girl?" A man waved to me from an alcove.
"You know I have a name." I put my hands on my hips, after he nodded his head in a mocking way I stepped into the alcove.
"I need you to do me a favor." He had the same accent as me, only his voice was high pitched. When he spoke he waved his hands around, the main thing that I noticed though was that I had never seen him before.
"What kind of favor?" I took in his appearance. He was short, but the way he bounced on the balls of his toes made him appear taller. He had a fairly normal suit on, but only in style. The colors were a vibrant red and the skin tight leather pants were a strange color of brown.
"I want something from the queen, and I need you to get it." I looked at me through narrowed eyes. I wondered if he expected me to be any good at deal making (as I was) or if he thought that I would be pathetic. I decided on the latter.
"Why can't you do it yourself?" I crossed my arms in front of my chest.
"Because the queen knows how I...make my deals" I gave him a false questioning look. "She refuses to be involved in any deals I make. Especially ones with her."
I was tired of playing dumb. "What's in it for me?"
"You first ask the terms not who your making a deal with, your no idiot are you lass?"
"No being an idiot is impossible for me."
"Yes, yes, In return for getting this for me I will owe you a favor."
"No. I will most likely never see you again; I want something that is actually of value." I smirked at his slightly crestfallen face.
"I'll get you away from the queen."
"You can't even if you did I would have no where to go, it's thanks to my good for nothing mum that I'm here." I saw him give a small smile when I said good for nothing mum….just a bit creepy.
"I could find somewhere for you to go."
"You probably could, but I want information."
"What kind of information, dearie?"
"I want you to you to find my father." He gave small chuckle, a chuckle that said 'that is too easy'.
"I want you to get me one of the queens' apples, which she has already bitten into."
"What are you trying to do? Get her saliva and bottle evil?" He nodded. Ooook then.
"Deal." He smiled.
"Deal." He reached out his hand to shake mine, but drew back suddenly. "I trust your word." He gave a small nod, scrunching up his face as he did so.
"Yes, but I don't trust yours." I smirked at him.
"Smart lass, but I still won't shake. Now about your father, a name will be helpful."
"Especially if I had one. Thing is I don't, but umm Good Luck to you!"
"Then your full name dearie?"
"Something you'll never know." I smiled cheekily at him. He scowled at me; I decided to be a little helpful. "My parents were going to name Baeltiasi, if it helps." I could tell he already knew who my father was, but what could it hurt to tell him that. He gave me a large grin then strode out of the alcove.
"Wait, SIR! I don't know your name." When I looked down the corridor I saw he had already gone.
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