Here I am, friends! I am here now! I'm mentally singing as I write! I love you! So here's a hilarious cameo in the story! Not in the author's note! Virtual cookie if you get all my references!
Disclaimer: LoK? Mine? Don't make me laugh!
"Ah~" I groaned, coughing. "Cold…" I looked around, finding a bunch of buildings. "What? How did I…get here?" I shrugged, walking up to the nearest house, knocking on the front door.
After a few moments, the door opened, revealing a stout woman in her mid-forties with curly red hair. She looked shocked for a moment before a look of sympathy crossed her face and she hustled me in. "Oh…kay," I said as she sat me down on an old couch.
"Oh, dear," she muttered. "I'll go fix up some tea. You just stay right here, okay, dearie?"
"Oh, um, sure," I said. "But I was actually wondering where…" I trailed off.
"Where what, dear?" she asked, popping her head into the living room.
"Unalaq's home?" I offered.
"Who was at the door, mum?" a gentle voice asked, accompanied by soft footsteps.
I turned around and saw a girl my age with bright red hair. "Hello," I greeted.
She nodded in acknowledgement. "Oh, Ginny, dear," the woman called from the kitchen. "Can you bring out guest some proper clothing?"
"Yes, mum," she replied before scurrying back up the stairs.
The woman shuffled back into the room, holding a steaming mug and a plate of biscuits, laying them on the table in front of me. I sniffled, picking up a biscuit. "How long have you been out there like this?" she asked.
"I don't know," I thought for a moment. "Two, maybe three days?"
"Oh, you poor dear," she soothed. "And you're sick! Why wouldn't you bring a jacket, at least?"
"I forgot how cold it was in the water tribes!" I announced. "And I only had an hour to pack, and…"
"Why'd you come all this way, hun?" she asked softly.
"Desna and Eska," I replied simply.
"You mean Chief Unalaq's children?" she asked. "If you're here because you have a score to settle, you should know that ever since they returned from the Southern Water tribe, they've been different."
"I do have a score to settle!" I announced, clenching my fist in the air theatrically. "A score of love!" I bowed my head. "That sounded a lot cheesier than I thought it would…" I commented before coughing.
She stifled a laugh. "Okay, so what you want to do is go down that road and follow it to-"
"Mum, Ginny told me to bring you this sweater," a boy a few years older than me said. He had curly red hair and looked like one of those stick-in-the-muds that were too boring to be around for more than an hour.
"Oh, thank you, Percy," she smiled, taking the sweater and handing it to me. "Percy, she's going to the Castle. Will you show her the way?"
"I have a lot of work to do, mum," he replied. "I have to get back to my report, but I suppose I can show her along for a while."
"Thank you," I smiled, putting the sweater on as I stood up. "For everything."
"Anytime, dear," she waved me off as I followed Percy to the door. "Make sure to visit again sometime!"
"Ah, okay, thank you!"
… … … … … … …
Percy led me to the edge of the town and told me to follow the path which would lead me to the castle. He didn't tell me how long it would take, and it seemed to get colder with each step I took. I don't know if that was a good thing or not because if it was actually getting cold, it meant that I was getting closer to my destination, but I could have just been imagining it which would mean that I was getting hypothermia and I'd die.
"Halt! Who goes there?!" a strong voice demanded, two men appearing in front of me, bending water threateningly in front of me.
"Me," I squeaked, taking a step back.
"State your name and business," the second man commanded.
"Kalika Marvil, but everyone calls me Kika," I replied. "I just wanna visit Desna and Eska."
"The Prince and Princess are being kept under close guardianship ever since Lord Unalaq's death," the first man told me.
"I just wanna see them," I said. "I'm friends of theirs."
"The Prince and Princess have no friends."
"Look, I-" I broke off, sneezing. "Oh, forget this!" I growled. "I can't bend and they can handle themselves, alright? Just bring me to see them, and you'll see I'm a friend!"
The two looked to each other, nodding simultaneously. "Very well, but if we find that you lied, we'll be forced to throw you into prison."
"Sure, sure, just lead the way," I replied impatiently.
I followed them down the rest of the trail and into the huge building. It didn't seem like they were surprised to see Eska in a living space, yelling at a worker that her guillotine was polished incorrectly. For some reason, I wasn't surprised to find out that she collected torture devices.
"Eska!" I shouted, running over to hug her.
"Kalika?" she asked, shocked.
"Eska, Eska! I missed you!" I cried.
"I missed your company just as much," she replied. I pulled away, turning my head to sneeze. "Why are you not wearing proper attire?" she glared.
"I forgot how cold it was," I sniffled. "And some jerk stole my suitcase."
"Who was this man? I vow to hunt him down and implement the most tortuous forms of punishment," she growled.
"I don't know, he said his name was Boaz," I shrugged. "Anyways, where's…Dessy…Bear?" I asked, trailing off as I began to sway on my feet, feeling oh-so-tired before everything went black.
And then she died.
Just kidding! Wouldn't that be terrible? Wouldn't you hate me forever? I know I would. Anywhos, a shorter chapter but a chapter nonetheless, so…
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Vee