Happy New Year! Welcome to the next chapter of Topsy Turvey!
Chapter 19--Victory
Finally Shandra got Drizzt facedown on the floor with his arms pinned behind his back. She looked around the room and her eyes widened.
The room looked like an Orc war band had been celebrating in it. The oil lamp was smashed on the floor. The small table and chair were tripped over and the chair had been reduced to kindling. The stand that a washbasin and pitcher had set on was over and pieces of the said items were scattered all over the floor.
"Look at this mess!" Shandra said.
"Oh, don't give me all the credit, you helped," Drizzt retorted.
Shandra groaned. "The Captain and High Priest are going to be furious!" she said.
"Wait until the witnesses tell them you dragged me into your bedchamber," Drizzt smirked.
Shandra scowled. "Well, you're still getting a spanking," she warned.
"Go ahead, I swear I'll scream bloody murder and you can guess what everyone will think," Drizzt threatened.
Shandra cursed softly and released Drizzt's arms then flipped him over. "You aren't going to scream," she said.
"Yes I am," Drizzt said.
Shandra kissed him. It was like lightening striking and Drizzt found himself returning it hungrily. Just when it was getting more passionate the door slammed open.
"What in the nine hells is going on here?!" Varian shouted.
Startled, Shandra yanked away and scrambled to her feet. She was blushing furiously as she saluted him. "Nothing Captain. We had a difference in opinion," she said.
"Interesting difference, I was told you dragged the Drow into your room by his hair, threatening to tie him to your bed," Varian said.
"It…I wasn't.." Shandra sputtered.
"Such behavior with the Drow is unseemly and unbefitting a paladin of Tyr," Varian said sternly.
"My name is Drizzt, not the Drow if the Human doesn't mind," Drizzt said, getting up.
"You're both to come to High Priest Gavin's study…. now," Varian said and left the room. The door crashed shut behind him.
Shandra groaned and plopped down on the bed. "Damn, I'm in for it now," she sighed.
"Don't look at me. I didn't start it," Drizzt said, but he sat down next to her. "What do you think will happen?" he asked.
"It probably won't be so bad, but I've never been in trouble before," Shandra said. She stood and headed for the door. "We might as well get it over with."
Drizzt followed her as they headed for the study. She barely knocked before they were told to come in.
Varian and Galen were waiting. "Close the door," Galen ordered.
Shandra obeyed and they stood in front of the desk. They weren't offered a chair.
"You seem to have forgotten the behavior we expect from one of our paladins, Lady Silverblade. The servants are gossiping about the scene you and the Drow created in the hall and some of the other paladins have heard about it as well," Galen said.
"Great," Drizzt muttered. "I've graduated from that creature to the Drow."
Shandra jabbed him in the ribs with her elbow in warning. "I'm sorry, High Priest," she said.
"As well you should be. I think a couple hours vigil in the chapel in solitary prayer might remind you of the proper way to behave," Galen said.
"As you wish, I'll go there at once," Shandra said.
"Varian, please escort the Drow back to his chamber," Galen said. "I don't wish him disturbing anyone and lock the door. He is not to leave the room."
"My name is Drizzt Do'Urden, not "the Drow" nor is it "the Creature"; and certainly not plain it. Ranger Do'Urden to you, and I can find my own room. Furthermore I have no intention of disturbing anyone," Drizzt snapped.
"I expect respect from someone who's a guest in Tyr's home," Galen warned.
"I'm not surprised that you get none, or am I the only guest you lock up?" Drizzt shot back. "Besides, you don't have to lock me in a room. I've had about as much as your hospitality as I can stomach. I'm leaving."
"Drizzt…" Shandra said.
"No, I'll find a room at an inn, but I won't stay here. I'll see you tomorrow," Drizzt said. He turned on his heel and left. No one attempted to stop him……
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