Oh how the Queen enjoyed the rain. It was her favorite pass time to dance as the light pour came down on the land. She swayed her hips back and forth as she twirled around.
Her happy little moment however was soon destroyed as she saw a tall young man out the corner of her eye. How long had the man stared? The Queen gave a snarl.
"May I help you?”
The puddle would close?
Oh great, clenching his sword tighter as he leaned against the back of the wardrobe, trying to catch his breath as he tried to think of a strategy. It looked like he would have to order his way out, or threaten. Maybe intimidation didn’t work, her mouth could unhinge similar to that of a snake and her teeth even lengthened in size to give her a look similar to that of an eel.
He would have to wait for her to come in, and hope he could get the jump on her. At least wound her, could she heal automatically? He hoped not.
Now this was just a waiting game, he could put together that if her door had a strange lock then the rest of them would be just as strange and difficult to work. She wasn’t a stranger to this, though he seemed to be aggravating her a lot.
Evening out his breathing, to try and calm down. His heart beating out of his chest and his eyes closed. Not wanting to drift to sleep, he’d hate for her to find him like that.
Grumbling to herself, the Queen picked up a piece of furniture and threw it. The more this man escaped her, the more angrier she got. Hans was almost as bad as that wretched pink dog! At least this one fought back though.
"Just give up! I’ll make it…quick and…painless." The Queen panted, out of breath and leaning against the wall to rest for a moment. She wouldn’t be able to keep this up forever. If she caught him now…or face the fact that she would be too weak to even snap him in half. No. She was too close to lose now.
Besides there was still the matter of her puddle closing. That was an advantage for her! Going back into the main room, she made sure the door was still locked.
She went into the room right beside it and started searching. “Where are you?” The Queen gave a nasty snarl as she picked up the chair and flung it away. “I’m getting rather frustrated with you!”