Deanna heard someone calling her name. It was a gentle, but gravelly voice. Sweet, yet something was off. Before investigating, she grabbed a mallet to defend herself with, just in case.

She followed the voice until she was led to a cellar in the castle. She stopped when she saw a woman there. She was short and had red eyes and wore pink lipstick.

"Hello, Deanna," the woman said, sweetly.

Something was wrong. Very wrong.

"Poor little lost human. You're so far from home, aren't you?"

Those eyes looked familiar. Where had she seen them?

"Well, we can't have that, now, can we?" the troll slowly went towards Deanna.

The teenager's eyes widened when she realized who this was. "Gnorga!"

"Of course! Who else could it be, you stupid girl?" The sweetness in her voice was gone now.

Deanna raised the mallet. "Stay back!"

Gnorga laughed. "You think that puny thing will stop me?!" She held up her thumb, which was black. "When I'm done with you, you'll be nothing but stone!"

At that moment, King Llort ran in. "Gnorga! How did you-"

"Oh, look, it's Llort. Good, sweet, kind, bumbling Llort! The one who ruined everything!" She screamed at him. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you interfered with all my plans on purpose!"

Llort stood in front of Deanna. "Leave her out of this! She has nothing to do with what happened!"

"Oh, but I can't take any risks. You don't know about the prophecy, do you? Why would you? You never knew anything! You're a blundering idiot and will always be one! Get out of my way, or should I turn you to stone first?"

Llort growled, glaring. "You're not going to hurt Deanna!"

"And what will YOU do, Llort? You have no powers! You're worthless! You're nothing! Taking the kingdom back will be way too easy!" With that, Gnorga ran at Llort and Deanna and activated her thumb, reaching forward.

Gnorga stopped in her tracks.

Llort touched Gnorga's forehead with his thumb, which was also black. In a low voice, he told the former queen as she looked at him, wide-eyed, "You will never, EVER harm my daughter."

That was the last thing Gnorga heard before her entire body was turned to stone.

Llort turned around and saw Deanna still holding the mallet. He gently took it from her. "Deanna, don't look."

Speechless, Deanna closed her eyes. Llort swung the mallet and smashed the statue into pieces, not stopping until most of the chunks of stone were nothing but pebbles.

Llort finally dropped the mallet and hugged Deanna after his thumb was back to normal. "Are you okay?" he asked, holding her, tightly.

"I'm not hurt. Why did she want to turn me to stone? What prophecy was she talking about?"

"We'll discuss it later. Let's get out of here."

As Llort started to leave, Deanna stopped. "Wait...You called me your daughter," she mentioned.

Llort turned towards her. "I...I did, didn't I? Is that alright?" he asked, gently. "I'd like you to stay, if you want."

Deanna nodded, then hugged him again.

Llort pulled away after a bit, looking around. "This place gives me the creeps. Let's go. I have some business to take care of, anyway."

By that, he meant that he had to have Gnorga's loyal servants who revived her arrested, and the statue pieces properly disposed of. The king didn't want to take any chances this time, and every task was soon done neatly and swiftly.