Star Traveller 1: Into The Stars | Episode I: The Crystal Down the Lane , Part 2
The Prince was led away by a medium sized woman with sharp elflike ears, dressed in comfortable maid clothing. Her clothes wrapped around her neatly, covering up her body completely, save her head, hands, and shoes. Her dress was long enough to protect her legs, but not too long so as to keep her from tripping up.
“Your Majesty,” the woman bowed respectfully, looking up at her superior. “I’ve gained surprising intel regarding our.. umm.. guests.”
“Is that so? Please enlighten me.”
“These two knights, as they say they are… I don’t believe they’re really knights. Their visual profiles matches the description of the two boys that your benefactor has been looking for.”
“I knew it.” The Prince said quietly. “He did say that one of them had light violet hair. That is quite a rare trait to have, is it not?”
“With the exception of a few species known in the galaxy, yes.” The woman said, with her gentle voice. “However, he does not match any of the species on that list. Even if he did, having both light purple hair and eyes is extremely uncommon. It’s him alright.”
As they were talking, another female approached them both. She sported a feminine, yet valiant dress, with frills along the abdomen. It had a palette of blue, white, and gold, with a golden royal design planted on her chest, accented by a sea of cerulean and guarded by golden walls, separating the ocean from the ivory landscape that envelopes the rest. The breastplate smothered any cleavage that would’ve been revealed by other dresses, and light, feathery pauldrons guarded her shoulders bravely. Soft, wispy vines rolled down her back, and held onto her collarbones to keep from falling. A bejeweled pin was placed neatly in her hair, accenting her olivine eyes.
“What are you talking about?” she asked the Prince, who was rubbing his chin gently.
“Melissa, please summon the guards here. Apparently the boys are in the castle.”
“Do you mean the ones that your contacter was looking for?”
“Precisely.” Melissa then walks away.
“Thank you Luvendia. You shall be rewarded. Now please return to your post.” The servant girl curtsied and stepped away, allowing the Prince to return to his place at the table.
“Mystic Volksfrei, I trust you are enjoying your meal?”
“As a matter of fact, I am. Thank you your Highness” Volk replied kindly. He actually did feel better after eating.
“I had hoped you would. Victor, are you sure you don’t want anything to eat?”
“Do not fret your highness, I am quite alright.”
“Good. When you’re finished, I would like you to come with me for a moment.”
“Hmm..” Volk squinted suspiciously. “Why? Where to?”
“Don’t worry. I just know someone who simply cannot wait to see you both. Please, I insist.” Volk rubbed his chin gently, trying to think of who he could possibly mean. He looked over to see the prodding eyes of his close friend, before reluctantly saying, “Ohhh alright.”
“Thank you. You won’t regret it, really.”
A few minutes had passed, and dinner had ceased. The Prince and his guards had escorted the two boys to an isolated room within the castle. The floors were just as beautiful as they were at the eating area, so shiny that one could see their reflection in it. Padded chairs were set neatly, and sparsely strewn along the edge of the room. A gorgeous powder blue wardrobe leaned against the eastmost wall, surveying the room silently. A small, two step staircase led to an elevated part of the room, which contained the bed, a large, comfy canopy bed adorned in light blue and white fabric. This section of the room had a gorgeous, radial design engraved within the ceiling, as well as several pillars strapped to the edge of the wall, with two large dressers – one next to the bed, and one right in front of it – the one that contained a giant mirror. A window was placed on the east wall in this section, leading to a balcony which allowed the resident to gaze out onto the silent village below.
“Please, make yourself comfortable.” the Prince said, before leaving the room and closing the door.
“Hm.. I will admit this is quite a lovely room. I think.. I think I can enjoy myself here.” Volk said, gently laying along the bed.”
“That’s the spirit.” His companion smiled gently as he sat along the bed as well. “Think about this logically – what reason would anyone have to harm us here? Especially after what we’ve done for them.”
“I can come up with a few reasons… what if this was the Prince’s plan all along to gain the crown, and we’d actually just ruined it? Maybe one of the servants? A secretive Peasants’ Revolt? A-” Volk’s rant was quickly silenced by a quick rub on the head.
“Shh.. don’t worry about it, alright? You’re thinking too much. We’ve had a long day, so just relax.” V1 gave him a soft, reassuring smile, causing Volk to slowly roll his eyes.
“Oh alright.. have it your own way.” He smirked a bit as he laid down on his back, his hands folded over his chest. V1 got up and started to amble around the room to get a closer view of his surroundings.
“There is one thing that still poses a logical concern, V1.” Volk said. “I will never understand why he had to bring us here, though. He simply could’ve brought the person to us.”
“That is… a very good point.” V1 pondered a bit as his eyes slowly wandered to the door. “I’ve got a bad feeling about this..”. He walked over to the door and stared at it carefully, before his eyes suddenly burst open in surprise.
“What?! It’s.. It’s locked-”
“Why would he do that if…. OOOOOHH I knew we couldn’t trust him!” Volk growled. “I bet I know who put him up to it, too. He has constituents all across the galaxy!” He runs over to the balcony and looks down to the ground, and is suddenly hit with a club of acrophobia.
“Of course he put us on one of the highest levels of the castle-”
“Don’t worry, we’ve been in tougher situations before.” V1 came with Volk, and looked to his left, spotting a few vines along the outer walls. “I have an idea.”
“V1, you know very well I cannot climb vines, ESPECIALLY downwards!”
“Not to worry – I’ll go first, and I’ll catch you if you fall.” The purple boy pouted internally and sighed as his friend slid down the vine with ease.
“Now it’s your turn!” Volk shivered a bit as he slowly grabbed onto the vine and leaped onto it, grasping it tightly.
“Just release your grip a little bit, alright?”
Volk nodded nervously and slowly took tension away from the rope, allowing him to slide a few inches. This startled him and prompted him to freeze up in fear.
“It’s okay.. just keep going! One interval at a time.”
“A-A-Alright..” he breathed slowly and started to slide down the vine, one bit at a time. As he reached the bottom, a horned figure gazed upon them from the balcony above.
“THEY’RE ESCAPING! SEIZE THEM!”
Almost instinctively, the little purple boy snatched his friend’s hand and he scurried off into the night…
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