AN: I just watched the Animated Christmas Carol with Tim Curry as Scrooge.
That was-interesting. I never really liked the Christmas Carol anyway; I
think people should be allowed to be a bitchy as they want whenever they
want. I'm gonna pull another all-nighter tonight, so look forward to
some more disturbingly odd chapters. Meow.
I plopped onto the bed in my guest room in the palace. It was my first night back on Transylvania, and I was spending it at a place where five years of my life had been spent. Yet, instead of a filthy cot in the servants' quarters, I had been given a room in the main part of the palace. I knew Riff would not be visiting me tonight; there were too many guards around. The queen was still suspicious, and sneaking into each others' rooms would only add to the questions and rumors circulating.
A knock came on the door. Before I could respond, a guard came in. "We need to see the Queen now, miss." Taking my arm, he led me out of the room. As I walked down the hall, Riff emerged from his room with a guard on his arm. We glanced at each other, but didn't speak; we both new whatever the queen had to say could determine our lives.
As we entered the throne room, the guards pushed us down to the floor, forcing us to kneel. The looked down at us, her face expressionless. She whispered something to the guard by her throne, who left the room. She spoke. "I consider myself a practical woman, so I understand you can't judge on circumstantial evidence. I can't charge you with murder, we have nothing to prove it was done out of cold blood, though we all have our suspicions. I can however, put the responsibility of the ending of my son's life solely on you two. And as any mother who has lost a child would know, and understand, Magenta," She looked at me, pausing before continuing. I squinted at her, how had she known? "The punishment for those responsible tends to be harsh." She stood up, walking toward us, and circling. We kept out heads bowed. "You two have caused an awful thing to occur, and you will be punished justly. After tonight, you will not be allowed into the city or anywhere near again. You shall be put under a sort of house arrest. Guards will patrol the premises, and you needn't leave. Ever."
A guard took my arm and pulled me to my feet what another one yanked my brother up. Escorting us out of the room, they again marched us down the hall. As we were walking, Riff eyed me. I could see the relief in his eyes. We were home, and relatively safe. It seemed we were rather good actors.
I plopped onto the bed in my guest room in the palace. It was my first night back on Transylvania, and I was spending it at a place where five years of my life had been spent. Yet, instead of a filthy cot in the servants' quarters, I had been given a room in the main part of the palace. I knew Riff would not be visiting me tonight; there were too many guards around. The queen was still suspicious, and sneaking into each others' rooms would only add to the questions and rumors circulating.
A knock came on the door. Before I could respond, a guard came in. "We need to see the Queen now, miss." Taking my arm, he led me out of the room. As I walked down the hall, Riff emerged from his room with a guard on his arm. We glanced at each other, but didn't speak; we both new whatever the queen had to say could determine our lives.
As we entered the throne room, the guards pushed us down to the floor, forcing us to kneel. The looked down at us, her face expressionless. She whispered something to the guard by her throne, who left the room. She spoke. "I consider myself a practical woman, so I understand you can't judge on circumstantial evidence. I can't charge you with murder, we have nothing to prove it was done out of cold blood, though we all have our suspicions. I can however, put the responsibility of the ending of my son's life solely on you two. And as any mother who has lost a child would know, and understand, Magenta," She looked at me, pausing before continuing. I squinted at her, how had she known? "The punishment for those responsible tends to be harsh." She stood up, walking toward us, and circling. We kept out heads bowed. "You two have caused an awful thing to occur, and you will be punished justly. After tonight, you will not be allowed into the city or anywhere near again. You shall be put under a sort of house arrest. Guards will patrol the premises, and you needn't leave. Ever."
A guard took my arm and pulled me to my feet what another one yanked my brother up. Escorting us out of the room, they again marched us down the hall. As we were walking, Riff eyed me. I could see the relief in his eyes. We were home, and relatively safe. It seemed we were rather good actors.