Once upon a time...
Once upon a time, a wise man had accused Maea of acquiring a taste for power. Whether he had been right or not she couldn't answer, but she would have to admit that she did like to be in control. Hadama - no, pardon, the Dark Fairy - did a really good job of pulling her tail with his vanishing acts and lofty attitude, and despite her quiet enjoyment of the story she grated her teeth with rather genuine annoyance at being yanked around.
But the King gestured for them to be away, and as the Knight she could only obey. With a contingent of guards at her heels, she marched for the throneroom door and had caught up to the Fairy before he had a chance to disappear.
"Well, this is interesting," she murmured under breath to Hadama as they walked through the corridors of the fairytale castle. "Good job in there... you make a very convincing villain. Ever pulled a coup before?"
But the King gestured for them to be away, and as the Knight she could only obey. With a contingent of guards at her heels, she marched for the throneroom door and had caught up to the Fairy before he had a chance to disappear.
"Well, this is interesting," she murmured under breath to Hadama as they walked through the corridors of the fairytale castle. "Good job in there... you make a very convincing villain. Ever pulled a coup before?"
The End
