Mary knelt before the king again, but the heroes were also in the throne room this ti, watching her every move.
King Tallow sighed as though bored. He leaned to the side on his arm. “I trust you have brought good news, Mary? Or was it Marcy?”
Mary couldn’t believe this ruler had been like this. She didn’t even know why such a man would summon heroes. Surely, it had to be the decision of the church or, most likely, the eldest prince.
“Yes, Your Majesty. My friend has the heroes and plans to return them. I ask for your utmost leniency when the ti cos. Not to ntion—” Mary smirked and dared to raise her head. “I wish to collect the bounty for the return.”
The king returned her expression. Sitting up on his throne, he laughed. “You are quite the shrewd woman. Very well, I will agree to your terms, but first, she will have to agree—”
The wall’s stained glass window shattered and cut him off.
Mary noticed the intruder. Of course, it was none other than Miss Witchhat. She had to hold back her nervous laughter as Eerie landed beside her.
The gasps of the onlookers echoed in the castle. The nobles had begun their whispering, but King Tallow grinned even larger. “Maybe it would be fit to say she collects her bounty?”
“Eerie! What are you doing here? I told you I’d arrange the eting!” Mary couldn’t hold herself back and jumped the witch, pulling on her cheeks with even more ferocity than the first ti.
“Ow! Mawwy, faff hurts!”
“You dunderhead!”
The heroes didn’t hesitate like the onlookers. They began to ready their weapons, their movents precise and practiced. Of the five remaining heroes, only the saintess attempted to calm the others, her voice a soothing balm in the tense atmosphere.
King Tallow clapped loud enough to get everyone’s attention. The noise slowly died as he continued clapping. He stood from his throne and walked towards the two girls on his carpet.
“Splendid,” he said. “Absolutely fantastic performance!”
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