Princess, Interrupted
I know you've all been dying for the next installment, and here it is! I've been waiting to hear from Becky before I began writing more. She is the one, after all, who prompted me to write this, so I wanted to know she was on board. Yes, yes, I forgot all about the little 'archive' thing on the right side of my blog, and how easy it is to keep up.
Now, when we left the Princess, she was hatching a plan for a much-needed break from courtship. Let's see what happens...
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It didn't take long for the Princess and her magical cohort to finish their preparations. Whatever the Princess would need could be provided for her through the arts of the Sorceress. The only thing was to find the right tower in which to stage their drama. Fortunately, the Sorceress kept up with mystic real estate.
"Oh, yes, this will do nicely," the Sorceress said behind her brochure. She had brought the Princess out to see a nearby tower she had found atop a pleasant hill at the edge of a beautiful forest. "The previous owner, a warlock of some learning, was a solitary fellow and grew tired of being so accessible. I think he found a timeshare in a dragon's cave. Anyway, you should be happy. It seems this place is filled with enchantments. There are some basic warding spells and traps we'll have to take care of first, though. Fellow liked to seal his portals whenever he left, I'll give him that."
The Sorceress began walking around the tower, reading off each enchantment one at a time, "Let's see... disproportionment charm, discoloration and wart hexes, an elemental deterrant ward, an amphibicator (oh, I hate those), a rotundus curse... My, it just keeps going. He was quite protective of his home, wasn't he? Do be careful, now, Princess. I know how you love to poke around places and- Princess?"
The Sorceress stopped, noticing that she was walking around the tower alone. She began to backtrack around the tower, calling out for the Princess, when she heard a thunderous noise and an unmistakable shriek.
"Princess!" the Sorceress yelled as she raced to the main doorway, where she found what she assumed had only a few moments ago been the Princess. She was lying on the ground next to the great wooden door with smoke rising from a tattered dress that was parts burnt and soaked. Her hair, on the other hand, was standing straight out at every angle, sparking on all ends. Of course, wherever her dress wasn't burnt it had ripped, since she was now carrying several times more weight in unflattering curves. That said nothing of her limbs of mismatched length, her diseased skin, her many warts, or of her new tongue hanging several feet out of the lovely face of a frog. All in all, she was a miserable moaning sight, and an excellent testament to the warlock's security measures.
"Oh, you silly girl," the Sorceress said with a chuckle she tried but failed to suppress.
The Princess answered with an angry, "Riiibbit!"
"I speak Pond, you know, and I'll not have such language from a Lady such as yourself! Now let's get you sitting upright, and I'll fix all this straight away," the Sorceress replied, still wearing an unshakeable grin.
After a great deal of counter-spells had been cast, the Princess, human once again, sat on the ground examining her ruined dress while the Sorceress tried to tame her frazzled hair with a comb she had pulled out of mid-air. The Princess idly drew a strand of hair in front of her face and noticed something very peculiar: it was blue.
"My friend, you haven't finished yet!" she exclaimed as she turned to face the Sorceress, "Look at my hair! It's blue, as if it were dipped in the sky itself!"
"Oh, yes... that," the Sorceress said, looking down, "I'm afraid I can't do anything for that. You see, that's Forever Dye. It's usually only used in painting magical murals or printing books of spells. It doesn't fade and is nigh impossible to remove."
"You can't do anything? My lovely golden hair is gone in favor of this unnatural hue?" the dejected Princess asked.
"I'm afraid so, Princess. It seems the warlock charmed the paint so it has only settled in your hair, though. It could be worse. Besides, the color is lovely. I think it suits you very well," the Sorceress said, smiling reassuredly. "It is strange, though," she continued, furrowing her brow in thought, "This was nowhere to be found in his list of enchantments. I suppose he could have forgotten about it, but Forever Dye is hardly something you overlook."
The Princess continued to examine her new hair while the Sorceress worked on smoothing it out. Had anyone chanced by the pair without knowing what had transpired, they would have thought it was a simple day in the country for two lovely ladies(although the condition of the Princess' dress would have caused some concern). Once she had finished, the Sorceress dismissed her ethereal brush with a wave of her hand and rose. "Well, let's get on with it, shall we? We have yet to see what it looks like on the inside," she said.
The Princess stood while the Sorceress took out the brochure and examined the list of enchantments again. "I think your little... mishap... triggered all of these top enchantments," the Sorceress said.
"Good. Now we can finally go in," the Princess said purposefully. She walked to the door and once again grabbed the handle.
"Wait, Princess!" cried the Sorceress in alarm, "The list continues! Those were only for the first attempt. It gets much worse if you try again!"
"Worse?" the Princess said as she turned back to the Sorceress. With her hand still on the handle, however, the motion was just enough for a firm jerk. Her face quickly lost its newly restored color as she heard a familiar 'click'.
To Be Continued...
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What?! How can I stop there?! :P I know, I know. Don't worry. I'm only stopping here because this took longer than I thought to write and I want to give you guys something after so long. In my head, this is only the first half of this 'chapter', so expect the continuation soon. In the meantime, tell me what you think of the dialogue: how it's written, how it's presented, how it fits with the setting. Oh, and how many of you thought the Sorceress was old and plain (not that she isn't older than the Princess)? To be honest, I hadn't decided until I wrote it, and I'm still not sure what I think of it. And if you're wondering where the blue hair thing originally came from, then just ask Spautz.
I wonder how this would be as a comic...
Twilight out.
Now, when we left the Princess, she was hatching a plan for a much-needed break from courtship. Let's see what happens...
_______________________________________________
It didn't take long for the Princess and her magical cohort to finish their preparations. Whatever the Princess would need could be provided for her through the arts of the Sorceress. The only thing was to find the right tower in which to stage their drama. Fortunately, the Sorceress kept up with mystic real estate.
"Oh, yes, this will do nicely," the Sorceress said behind her brochure. She had brought the Princess out to see a nearby tower she had found atop a pleasant hill at the edge of a beautiful forest. "The previous owner, a warlock of some learning, was a solitary fellow and grew tired of being so accessible. I think he found a timeshare in a dragon's cave. Anyway, you should be happy. It seems this place is filled with enchantments. There are some basic warding spells and traps we'll have to take care of first, though. Fellow liked to seal his portals whenever he left, I'll give him that."
The Sorceress began walking around the tower, reading off each enchantment one at a time, "Let's see... disproportionment charm, discoloration and wart hexes, an elemental deterrant ward, an amphibicator (oh, I hate those), a rotundus curse... My, it just keeps going. He was quite protective of his home, wasn't he? Do be careful, now, Princess. I know how you love to poke around places and- Princess?"
The Sorceress stopped, noticing that she was walking around the tower alone. She began to backtrack around the tower, calling out for the Princess, when she heard a thunderous noise and an unmistakable shriek.
"Princess!" the Sorceress yelled as she raced to the main doorway, where she found what she assumed had only a few moments ago been the Princess. She was lying on the ground next to the great wooden door with smoke rising from a tattered dress that was parts burnt and soaked. Her hair, on the other hand, was standing straight out at every angle, sparking on all ends. Of course, wherever her dress wasn't burnt it had ripped, since she was now carrying several times more weight in unflattering curves. That said nothing of her limbs of mismatched length, her diseased skin, her many warts, or of her new tongue hanging several feet out of the lovely face of a frog. All in all, she was a miserable moaning sight, and an excellent testament to the warlock's security measures.
"Oh, you silly girl," the Sorceress said with a chuckle she tried but failed to suppress.
The Princess answered with an angry, "Riiibbit!"
"I speak Pond, you know, and I'll not have such language from a Lady such as yourself! Now let's get you sitting upright, and I'll fix all this straight away," the Sorceress replied, still wearing an unshakeable grin.
After a great deal of counter-spells had been cast, the Princess, human once again, sat on the ground examining her ruined dress while the Sorceress tried to tame her frazzled hair with a comb she had pulled out of mid-air. The Princess idly drew a strand of hair in front of her face and noticed something very peculiar: it was blue.
"My friend, you haven't finished yet!" she exclaimed as she turned to face the Sorceress, "Look at my hair! It's blue, as if it were dipped in the sky itself!"
"Oh, yes... that," the Sorceress said, looking down, "I'm afraid I can't do anything for that. You see, that's Forever Dye. It's usually only used in painting magical murals or printing books of spells. It doesn't fade and is nigh impossible to remove."
"You can't do anything? My lovely golden hair is gone in favor of this unnatural hue?" the dejected Princess asked.
"I'm afraid so, Princess. It seems the warlock charmed the paint so it has only settled in your hair, though. It could be worse. Besides, the color is lovely. I think it suits you very well," the Sorceress said, smiling reassuredly. "It is strange, though," she continued, furrowing her brow in thought, "This was nowhere to be found in his list of enchantments. I suppose he could have forgotten about it, but Forever Dye is hardly something you overlook."
The Princess continued to examine her new hair while the Sorceress worked on smoothing it out. Had anyone chanced by the pair without knowing what had transpired, they would have thought it was a simple day in the country for two lovely ladies(although the condition of the Princess' dress would have caused some concern). Once she had finished, the Sorceress dismissed her ethereal brush with a wave of her hand and rose. "Well, let's get on with it, shall we? We have yet to see what it looks like on the inside," she said.
The Princess stood while the Sorceress took out the brochure and examined the list of enchantments again. "I think your little... mishap... triggered all of these top enchantments," the Sorceress said.
"Good. Now we can finally go in," the Princess said purposefully. She walked to the door and once again grabbed the handle.
"Wait, Princess!" cried the Sorceress in alarm, "The list continues! Those were only for the first attempt. It gets much worse if you try again!"
"Worse?" the Princess said as she turned back to the Sorceress. With her hand still on the handle, however, the motion was just enough for a firm jerk. Her face quickly lost its newly restored color as she heard a familiar 'click'.
To Be Continued...
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What?! How can I stop there?! :P I know, I know. Don't worry. I'm only stopping here because this took longer than I thought to write and I want to give you guys something after so long. In my head, this is only the first half of this 'chapter', so expect the continuation soon. In the meantime, tell me what you think of the dialogue: how it's written, how it's presented, how it fits with the setting. Oh, and how many of you thought the Sorceress was old and plain (not that she isn't older than the Princess)? To be honest, I hadn't decided until I wrote it, and I'm still not sure what I think of it. And if you're wondering where the blue hair thing originally came from, then just ask Spautz.
I wonder how this would be as a comic...
Twilight out.
posted by Aisyrn | 1:50 AM
3 Comments:
Blue haire? I would never have guesed ;~) Of course I imagined that the princess would look looked something like This
Ah, Ben. You know me well. hehe.
There are a lot of things in this story that I'm just "trying out." The blue hair may be too wacky to actually work, but I'm gonna go with it for now. This story can really go anywhere, so it's all good.
Diggin the humor worked in, but for some reason the use of "Of course" in that instance feels akward to me. I couldn't even tell you why... I just mentally stumbled over it.
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