Peach checked to make sure that no one was coming to her chamber and placed her "Do Not Disturb" sign on the entrance doors. Shutting the doors softly behind her, she stealthily flowed to her enormous dresser and opened an extravagantly decorated jewelry box. She opened one of the box's drawers and felt along the top of the drawer with her hand until she touched something. Her elegant hand glided out of the box and in its palm was a golden, gem-studded key.
Peach looked around her spacious room once more before stepping out onto her balcony, taking in the fresh dusky air. She prayed to the star spirits as she did every evening, on her balcony, except tonight, she praised them more gratuitously than ever before. She went back inside when she finished and pulled a wall tapestry aside, revealing a white brick wall.
It wasn't just a wall, though. Peach's hand searched the wall's surface and stopped on a certain brick. She pushed the brick and a vertically narrow passage opened, revealing an equally narrow door. The golden key was placed into the door and turned, ever so gently, and the door opened to reveal one of the Princess' secret slides.
Tucking her dress neatly under herself, Peach sat down at the top of the slide and pushed off.
Peach zoomed down the curvy slide, thinking about how much fun her magnificent castle was as the wind blew her blonde locks from her face. But her thoughts quickly turned to what awaited her at the bottom of the slide, and she suddenly felt a rush of excitement as she drew near to the bottom of her slide.
The carpeting at the base of the slide eased her momentum until she was completely still. She picked herself up, arranging her dress and hair, walked over to a podium, and removed a hidden cover on it, exposing another keyhole. The same golden key turned and a secret passage in the ground opened. Peach walked down its stairs into a dungeon-like hallway lit with torches and passed several doors before stopping before one and turning its handle…
The room was dimly lit, with gray brick flooring and matching stone walls. Centered in the room was a small, brown wooden table with two candles and a plate of mushroom bonbons between them. Facing the entrance, enveloped in shadows, seated at that brown table, was an eerily lit individual. It was he… He was waiting for her…