Chapter 6
Rather loooong chapter o.O…WHICH MEANS A LOT OF TABBING ARGH!
"Hello my future queen," Devlin said.
By that time, Charisma had freshened up a bit. She quickly turned away from him and walked toward the window.
"What do you want?" she asked hotly.
"What are you mad about? Anyway, I came to tell you that my father wished to see you and speak with you." He took a step toward her.
"Don't come any closer," she warned him.
"Fine, fine. Have you changed your mind about being my wife or my girlfriend for that matter?"
"You captured my parents, put away the others, ruined Mystic Shadows, and you ask me to be your wife?" She nearly screamed out the words as she whirled around to face him. "What kind of dragon are you?! You and your kind are a disgrace and yet you're proud of it! My answer is still N-O, NO! But, to make you happy, I'll speak with your father. Now leave!" Her eyes were blazing like fire, full of hatred and anger. (whoo don't want make this dragon mad o.O wonder how Spyro will be….)
Devlin, awed by her beauty and her bravery to speak like that, obediently left. He went to his dad to tell him that she would come.
"Bring her here in twenty minutes," Rex said.
"Yes, sir. By the way, aren't we going to have a party tomorrow night?"
"Yes. Charisma is our guest of honor. When you come to bring her to me, tell her all about it and that she must come. If not, something horrible might happen to her parents."
"Come on, Sparx!" Spyro said impatiently. "I think I see her window over there! We'd better hurry!"
They quickly went to her window. They peered in through the window. Inside was a sleeping Charisma. It looked like she had been crying.
"Charisma!" Spyro whispered.
"Spyro?" Charisma answered sleepily.
"And Sparx!" Sparx piped in.
Now more awake, Charisma went to the window.
"How did you get here?" Charisma whispered.
"We passed by with our disguises. Since there is no sun, the clay can't harden," Spyro explained. "Enough about us. What have they done to you?"
"Well, nothing so far. I was really quite surprised to see my room like this," she pointed with her paw. "I'm going to speak with Devlin's fa-"
"Who's Devlin?" Spyro interrupted.
"He's the one I'm supposed to marry, that is, according to them, and the one who planned all this. Anyway, I'm supposed to meet with his father soon to talk with him." She stopped. "Shh! Listen!" she whispered.
Footsteps were coming toward the door.
"Come back later tonight. Now go!" she whispered.
Without any further encouragement, Spyro and Sparx departed quickly. Charisma quickly grabbed a book, lied down on the straw, and started reading. She heard the door open but kept on reading.
"My father would like to speak with you now," Devlin said.
Obediently, Charisma got up and followed him. Dragon guards surrounded her on three sides. She followed him through a corridor with a door at the end. While they were walking, Devlin explained about the party.
"You must come for three reasons. The first reason is that it will be fun. The second is that you're our guest of honor. The last is if you don't, something might happen to some innocent dragons." He turned to her. "Enough with the reasons. Let me fill you in on what's going to happen. There will be other dragons and unicorns, refreshments, contests, etc. You really should come," he added looking deeply into her eyes.
She quickly turned away from him and told him, "I'll think about it. I have one favor to ask you, though."
"What?"
"That I could go outside tomorrow."
Devlin considered this favor and said, "All right, I'll grant your wish."
They had reached the door and Devlin escorted her in. Candles and torches lit the room. There were a couple of paintings, chairs (for the dragons), a desk, a table, and books. It wasn't very big or spacious. It was about the size of an ordinary den. Once Charisma was inside, Devlin closed the door behind him. Charisma searched for Rex in the dim room. She found him reading in the middle of a rug close to a window.
"You wanted to see me?" Charisma asked.
"Yes." Rex closed the book and told her to come to him. "I just wanted to make sure that you are all nice and comfy in your makeshift room."
"It's okay."
"Good. Has my son told you about the party tomorrow night?"
"Yes."
"Will you attend? We hope you do."
"I'm still thinking about it. When will it be?"
"At 8:00."
"I'll give you my answer ten minutes after I'm in my room."
"Deal. Well, that's all I wanted to know. You may go now. Devlin will escort you to your room."
She wasn't surprised when she saw Devlin was right by the door when she came out. What did surprise her was that there were no guards. The corridor was empty except for those two.
"Are you ready?" Devlin asked.
"Yes," Charisma said.
For a moment they were silent. Charisma was looking straight ahead while Devlin kept glancing at her.
"What do you want?" Charisma asked icily.
He turned away.
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
"Then why do you keep glancing at me? You must want to say something or are you like the other dragons who want to win my heart?"
"No, no. It's just that you're so beautiful and that I admire you-"
"Admire me?" she said incredulously. "That's a new one." She looked at him. "Why don't you marry someone else? There are other beautiful dragon princesses out there somewhere with bigger land. Why me?"
"Because you're different. You're just . . .different. Anyway, you are commanded to go to the party."
"What?!" she yelled. "I thought I would decide if I wanted to go or not!"
"Ripto's orders. Don't worry. You'll have lots of fun."
She didn't say anything. They were quiet until they reached her door. Devlin unlocked it and opened it for her. She went inside without another word. He closed the door and went away. Charisma went to the window. She searched for Spyro and Sparx. She looked high and low and found them in the low area. They were silently dozing under the window.
"Spyro! Sparx!" she whispered.
They didn't even stir. She tried poking them with some straw. After several more attempts, they finally awoke. She told them what was going on and about the party.
"What should I do? If I don't go, my parents would be in danger and if I do go, it could be the end of my freedom!"
"Cool your jets! We got to think this logically," Sparx said (yeah you tell her! O). "First of all, you were commanded to go. So you really have no choice." He thought for a moment. "Couldn't we go with you? I mean, since the guests are mainly Black Dragons, couldn't Spyro go in and I try to find a way that I won't be seen?"
"Well, I don't know . . . wait! Sparx! Couldn't you find a red flower and hide in it while I wear it?" Charisma asked.
"I could, but where can I find a red flower? The only place I can think of is back at the field. Question is, how do we get it?"
They look at him.
"Me and my big mouth!" (mwahahaha)
"Oh, come on, Sparx!" Spyro said. "It won't be so bad! There won't be any danger! Besides, you could get a tasty butterfly snack. All you have to do is to fly quickly back to the field, get a beautiful flower, and quickly fly back. The plan would be almost finished. You don't really need to know the magic words for the secret entrance, do you? You could easily fly over the walls."
"True," Sparx answered, "but what if the clay hardens when I'm in the air? Wouldn't I get really hurt?"
"A little magic could help you on that," Charisma said to him. "Now just stay still. I'm not sure if I can do this."
"What happens if you don't do it correctly?" Sparx asked hesitantly.
"Oh, you'd probably turn into a toad, a molecule, dust, or something," she answered.
Sparx turned pale and fainted dead away. (.)
"Well, that's still enough," Charisma said. "I'll try the spell and then we'll wake him up."
Luckily for Sparx, the spell worked. They woke him up and Sparx breathed a sigh of relief that he was in one piece.
"Where did you learn your magic?" Spyro asked curiously.
"My parents and my advisor, Darion, taught me."
Out of nowhere, the sound of hooves marching came to them.
"Uh oh. You guys better hide before they find you," Charisma advised them.
They quickly climbed up a nearby tree that still had leaves, although they were black. A perfect hiding place! Spyro thought. They silently watched the black unicorns march by in synchronized form. Every so often, one would look suspiciously at the tree. Then he would just shrug and walk on. Once the troop passed the tree, Spyro gave Sparx a nudge and Sparx took to the sky. He flew as he had never flew before. He covered the 1 mile distance in 10 seconds, picked the most beautiful flower in 10 seconds, and came back in 10 seconds. He came back in 30 seconds flat.
"Wow! That was really fast Sparx!" Charisma exclaimed. When she didn't hear an answer, she looked at him. "Sparx? Sparx?"
Sparx was dozing away. That trip had made him really tired (no duh). They decided to let him sleep on Crystal's bed while they figured out a plan.
"So when's the party?" Spyro asked.
"At 8:00 tomorrow night. Tomorrow afternoon I'll have a chance to be outside and maybe talk to you."
"I can't wait! To see you, I mean. Let's take a look at that flower Sparx picked."
The flower was the most beautiful flower in the world. It went perfectly with Charisma's mane.
"You are going to look great tomorrow night," Spyro said softly.
"I hope so. I also hope I'll be able to talk with you at the party."
Spyro blushed deep red. He looked deeply into her eyes and –
"Look out!" Sparx cried out. They looked at him in surprise. They were relieved that he was just talking in his sleep.
"Does Sparx sleepfly?" Charisma asked.
"I don't think so," Spyro answered.
"Oh." She paused when she heard something. "Uh-oh. I hear footsteps. Here, take Sparx. See you later, I hope," she added. Spyro swiftly put Sparx on his head and hid in the bushes. Charisma hid the flower and picked up a book.
She heard the door open and said, "Hi," without looking up from her book.
"Hisssss majesssssty would like to sssssee you now," a serpent servant said.
"Tell him I'm coming," she answered.
"No need. He'ssssss here."
Charisma looked up from her book and saw him in the doorway. "What do you want?"
"I am here to give you a tour of our humble home," he answered. "So if you just follow me . . ."
Charisma unwillingly followed him and tried to make the best of it. Maybe I'll find a secret entrance or passage that Spyro could get to and rescue me, she thought. She kept a sharp lookout for any cracks along the walls and tried to see if some torch handles might open a secret passage when Devlin wasn't looking.
It was getting near the end of the tour and Charisma was frustrated. What am I going to do now? So far, there isn't one secret passage, not even a trap door! As if on cue, Devlin pushed a button on the floor and a hidden staircase was revealed.
"Where does it lead to?" Charisma asked curiously.
"Follow me."
As they descended down the stairs, a light at the bottom started to glow and grew stronger as they neared the bottom.
"Just a little farther," Devlin informed her.
They soon came to the bottom and Charisma gasped at what she saw.
"Why, we're outside! But it's beautiful out here!"
Indeed it was. Flowers bloomed, butterflies flew, and there even was a pond in the center. A large glass dome surrounded it. Charisma started to take a step through the door but stopped when she saw something.
"What's that over there between the trees?" she asked. She pointed to a dragon looking statue.
"Him? That's the gardener."
"Oh. He's so still, you'd think he was a statue."
"Yeah. He's always like that when he's looking for something." He turned to her. "You can go in if you want. You can also come here anytime you like. You just have to tell me first."
"Is this where I'll be going tomorrow?"
"Outside? No. This is where the party will be. The place where you can really stretch your legs is right outside your window."
"In that great big field?"
"That's the one."
Whew! If it was here, I might not be able to see Spyro, she thought relieved. I wonder why this is in a dome?
As if reading her mind, Devlin said, "The reason why this is in a dome, it's because Dad wanted to protect a little bit of green. He asked Melvelle to create a shield that protected it from the outside."
Amazing, Charisma thought. I thought her magic could only do evil things.
"Well that's the end of our tour. I'll escort you to your room."
"Will I ever be able to walk around here by myself?" Charisma asked.
"Once we are sitting side by side in the throne room."
They were at Charisma's door. Devlin opened the door and once she was inside, Charisma slammed the door behind her right on Devlin's face.
"I think she's starting to like me," Devlin said to himself.
Charisma, however, was hating him even more. "How dare he! Still thinks I'm going to marry him, huh? Well I'll show him! I'm going to marry Spyro instead!" (o.O) The minute she said that she blushed and looked to see if anyone heard. Her face turned a really bright shade of pink when she saw Spyro and Sparx looking at her with their jaws dropped and eyes wide open. (dun dun dun .)
Spyro was the first one to regain his composure. "We heard you yelling and came to see what was going on," he said. (who knows what's going in his read right now o.o; shocker .;;)
"Um, I'm fine now," she stammered. She walked over to them and said, "I tried looking for trap doors when Devlin gave me a tour of this place. There was only one, but it leads to this beautiful field that Devlin's father had reserved. That's where the party is going to be," she added. "It's surrounded by this glass dome that keeps it from withering away like the rest of the world." A look of sadness crossed her face, but then it left. "Tomorrow, I'll be waiting outside about where you are now." She looked at the sky. "I think it would be best if we went to bed. It's getting darker and there won't be a moon out tonight." She gave Spyro a little kiss on the cheek and Sparx gave her a hug. Sparx had to get off Spyro's back because he was so red and hot. (XD)
When Spyro turned back to his regular color, he said, "See you tomorrow, then." Then they all said goodnight. Charisma went to her bed while Spyro and Sparx went to the bush they had hid in earlier and went to sleep.