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A WARNING NOTE: Chapters 54, 55 and 56 are connected. Although they exist in the Color, Magic Color universe, they are very dark chapters. They have an M rating because of violence, death and unpleasantness. Feel free to skip them if this is not your cup of tea. Fairly warned be thee says I.
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54: The Troll Incident: Part 1: The Goblin Knight
"Who did this?" she said. Her voice was like black ice cracking.
"Trolls, Your Majesty, two of them," answered Sir Didymus. He was shivering. "They ambushed us. His Majesty put himself between them and us…" he paused. "The devils struck him. They struck My King." He was distraught, nearly weeping.
She carefully touched the blood soaked feathers on the laboriously panting owl. It was crumpled in a small and pitiful heap on its side. A terrifying amount of blood colored the towels beneath it. The long, talon tipped toes were curled in pain and the wings hung loosely as the dark eyes, black pools of suffering, focused on her face.
The iron-tipped arrow had penetrated his side. She was profoundly grateful that it hadn't killed him outright. The healer and the herbalist were plotting their course of action as they delicately examined the terrible wound.
"Were they captured?" she asked, still in that crackling, frightening tone.
"Yes," said Didymus. "They were interrogated."
"And?" she said.
"They were assassins, sent by the Troll Prince."
"Were?" she said.
"I killed them," said Sir Didymus. He was trembling, but his eyes were infernos of fury. "They struck My King," he repeated. "My King."
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Who suffered the most pain here, Jareth or Sir Didymus? Discuss.
