When dwarves attack! With room service.

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V-babe24: thanks I'll try not to leave DOL on it. And thanks for being completely honest.

AN: the term 'room- ser-vice' is pronounced 'ROOOOM SEEERRRRRVICE!" just so you know. ;0! Adieu!

The Zanzafar kingdom wasn't very friendly with many magical creatures, especially dwarves. King Domalin had passed a decree banning all dwarves to be within an oboe of the kingdom (that's about 5 miles). This is probably why the dwarfs rebelled and decided to give the king a little piece of their mind.

They raided the kingdom. Kilian was at home reading at the time. Her maid was cleaning her closet when it happened. The dwarves had spears and fire! Okay they only had fire. They weren't interested in making friends. They killed anyone who got in their way because according to them, anyone who lived there was associated with the king, and therefore a supporter. Kilian was reading "lovely coconuts" (a story of a monkey who loved his coconuts) when this horrid event occurred.

There was a thump on door. "Who's there?" Kilian normally didn't get guests this time of night, so this was curiously weird.

A gruff voice answered. "Um... Room- ser—vice!" It was followed by the snickers of about 50 dwarves. Kilian was getting uneasy.

"What the heck is room- ser-vice?"

"It means we're here to kill your Daddy. And any one else in this kingdom."

"Mopsy, Mopsy!" screamed Kilian to her maid. "The dwarves! They're here for Room- ser-vice!" Mopsy gave a funny look.

"What the heck is Room- ser—vice?" Kilian looked at her as if Mopsy had asked what a tree was.

"Mopsy, must you be so stupid? It means they're her to kill my Daddy and anyone else in the way."

"Oh-" Mopsy said, "let's tell everybody else!"

So they ran to the window where they heard a chorus of workers singing "I en-vy anyone with a steam boat…" But when the singers saw Kilian leaning out of the window, they all shut up.

"Everybody!" Mopsy and Kilian cried. "The dwarves are her for Room- ser-vice!" A chorus of confused shouts yelled, "What the heck is Room-ser-vice?"

Kilian and Mopsy shouted together. "Must you be so stupid! It means they're here to kill my daddy! And any one else that gets in the way!"

"Oh-." Came the reply. Then panic happened. Kilian was running around like a chicken with its head chopped of. Mopsy slapped some sense into her. "You need to run out of the room!"

"Why?"

"Because you the governor's daughter!"

"What the heck is a governor?"

"Oh, yes. I'm quite sorry. I meant: You're the king's daughter!"

"Oh… So where do I run?"

"Under the bed."

"How the heck would running under the bed help the situation we're in?" Kilian put an emphasis on running. Then Mopsy kicked open three floor boards. Then looked at Kilian "RUN!"

"Hey! That was real birch wood! Meanie, meanie, meanie! You ruined my beautiful floors! Meanie!"

Mopsy once again slapped me in the face again. "Kilian, do you want to die?"

"Okay I'm done" then Kilian slapped her back! "Sorry I couldn't resist!"

So down the tunnel the went and according to Kilian, it was gross. But before they had left Kilian made Mopsy put back the floors so the angry crowd of dwarves yelling and screaming at her door wouldn't notice that the floors had been kicked up.

As they crawled below where the kings room was they heard voices.

"Don't you dare drop that vase! I was given that by the Elven king." That was obviously her father. "NOOOOOO! That gold shovel was a sign of peace from the gnomes! Now, now can't we settle this over a cup of tea?" her father babbled on "No? Okay in that case. Guards! The dwarves are breaking the law!"

The next thing Kilian heard was a gruff voice similar to the one at her door.

"Oh lookie, lookie the king sound like he wants his mommy."

Mopsy pushed her along not want Kilian to hear if her dad got killed or not.

They crawled on for a long time. it seemed like it took hours. When they came out of the tunnel they were in a forest. Not just any forest I might add, they were in the same forest that Ledoc lived in. In fact they were right by his house, where I was getting a cup of tea.