CHAPTER 3

I sat down on a chair in the room I had got in the bar. I was tired. Dead tired. Even though the battle with Dav's men had destroyed my boredness, I was exhausted.

And I had been a little angry at not being able to kill Dav or Vevil. But still, at least they were dead. I got up and lay down on my bed. After a while, I fell asleep.

I walked through the streets of Varrock, thinking about the news I had just received. Horror of all horrors, King Roald was holding a ball tonight, in the castle! A dance! And I was invited! Oh my god, just thinking about it gave me goose bumps.

I mean, me dancing? No. No, no, no, no, no. Uh uh. No. Absolutely positively NO! But still, I had to go. It's ok; I'll just go there, take whatever food I can and secretly hide in one corner so that no one would find me and ask me for a dance.

Ok, that was the plan. What to wear? Maybe my frog prince tunic and leggings? It looked nice but maybe I'll just have to wear my black armour. It looked cool. Cooler than cool. Cooler than the frog prince outfit.

And a nice yellow cape would do. Plus shiny golden gloves and boots. That seemed fine. I went to the bank, accessed my bank account and took out my desired outfit. I went back to my room in the bar to try it out. I put it on and looked at the mirror. I finally decided that I looked ok.

I couldn't believe I was doing this. I mean, who would waste his or her precious time trying to look nice instead of doing something useful like training combat or some skills? Definitely not me.

I took out the outfit and laid it on my bed before putting on some dragonhide armour. I decided to train my ranging today. I grabbed my trusty maple shortbow and approximately 1000 iron arrows.

I went out of the bar, heading for my favourite ranged training spot. It was in the underground caves where hill giants lurked.

I grabbed my brass key from my bank account just before heading there. I trained my ranging, shooting arrows rapidly. By the time the sun fell, my fingers were a little swollen from shooting arrows.

I got out from the cave and dashed to my room in the bar. I took a quick bath before I put on my black armour, gold gloves, boots and cape. Deciding to leave my black helmet away, I walked out of the room, dressed in a black platebody, black platelegs, gold gloves, gold boots and gold cape.

The wind outside was cold. The sweat in my wavy black hair was instantly gone in a minute. I always sweated when I wore any kind of armour.

The horrible dance

I walked calmly to the castle and saw that a lot of people had already arrived. My gaze swept the crowds. Aay, Patrick, Blitzer, Silver, Spirit, Webbuu and Kid Mental had arrived.

So far nobody had asked me for a dance. Everything was going according to plan. I glanced around through the crowds. I decided to go sit on a flight of stairs.

I took a glass of wine and a slice of cake and went to the flight of stairs I had spotted.

I sat on the stairs and began eating my cake, occasionally drinking my wine. After about 5 minutes, I saw Otaku and Blitzer sitting on chairs in front of a table. They seemed to be chatting. So I decided to join them.

I walked over to them and pretty soon, I was discussing combat strategies, weapons, armour, and all kinds of other stuff with them. Looks like the party was not gonna' be that boring anymore!

Otaku then did a little dancing with Blitzer. I sensed that they were becoming really good friends. After about three hours, King Ronald stopped the music and walked to the center of a small stage.

"My people," King Ronald started. "We have peace from the clan that killed so many innocent people, no matter what their age or gender. "A toast, to the Sir's Patrick, Calladus, Blitzer, Webbuu, and Spirit. And a toast also to the ladies who kicked butt; Lady Aay, Silver, and Otaku."

"And in memory of one of our most beloved people, Chadrizard, who died valiantly."

We were all toasted. Suddenly, Kid Mental yelled. He walked up in front of the King.

"What about me?" He yelled.

The King looked surprised and then held up his cup. "And to our famous hobo, Kid Mental."

Kid Mental grinned and bowed in front of the crowd. He kept on bowing until Otaku grabbed his ear and pulled him off stage where he returned to playing drinking games and singing pub-songs in a corner with Otaku's brother.

A slow dance came on, and I quickly dashed off to find a hiding place, under the flight of stairs. Aww man, not another dance! Please end quickly!

I saw Otaku get up and danced with Blitzer.

After the dance ended, someone shouted, "That was fun! How bout' another dance?"

NO!