• FINALLY, she had met a girl like her.
    -So i guess you come with a tail and all?
    -Yup...and i can talk to animals.
    -I can do anything with fire and heat, and i can also do anything (mostly) magical.
    -Awesome.
    There is one thing she hates:


    She will die when she wills it so.




    -'thou haste shall bringeth thy misfortune.'
    -Don't quote shakespere at me! Sally was outraged at Parler, even for someone in a somewhat imagenary world only she could go to, should have known.
    -Thy not liketh shakespere? he inquired
    -Yes, but thou shalst get a dagger into thy chest if thy wont shut up. She glared at him
    -Fine.Thy has thy wish since thou princess.
    -Thank-you Parler.
    For a guy in a country most thought didnt exist, he was life like enough, with his black hair to his blue eyes. He was about twenty. They spoke in an odd way in this place, but this was a medeival place.
    -So what thy wanteth of entertainment now??
    -Beforeth i answer,Whereth is my father?
    -Thy king is in thy garden.
    She bowed to him,as did he, and left to find her father.He was standing near her statue, looking at a hooded man.She could hear them whisper,even at the ten feet of distance.
    -Thy king of thee secret country haseth ordered thy do die
    The voice made her remember who it was.Plagtonomore.The most hated king follower in this darn country.She started to run at him when the man in black-Plagtonomore- stab him in the heart with a golden dagger.
    -FATHER!NO!
    Plagtonomore ran like the wind, and she got to see his face.It was definately him.She ran to her father,on the grass and looked at him, kneeling, staining ,and wetting her emerald dress.She didn't care.
    -Father,thy tell me.
    -Unh.Thou princess shalt taketh the kingdom,but first thy kill Plagtonomore with thy dagger.Taketh a team worthy of 6 soldiers and/or wizards.Kill thee brother of mine and you shall fufilleth thy desteny.
    He looked at her.She held his hand and he limply let his hand fall as he closed his eyes.A tear went from her onto his face as it rained heavily.She removed the dagger,lifted it up to the sky and spoke to the kingdom.
    -By order of thy dead king, i shall not resteth untill thee grave of Plagtonomore shaleth be dug!I shaleth avengeth thy king and thy father!
    -PRINCESS SALLY!!Thy shoulst beeth indoors.Oh MY!!The king is...
    -Dead.Thee father is dead by order of thy king of thy border of thy country. Plagtonomore shaleth die for my father, for i shaleth avengeth thee.
    -I shall calleth a meating in thy dinning hall for thy in 30 minutes your honour.
    -I thanketh thee.Thy shalleth have a great life forever more.
    -Thanketh thee, your grace.
    She went insine with this blood-of-her-father dagger, and went up to her tower to bathe and change.