Chapter 6:

The queen had no time to console her daughter because she had a lot on her plate already.

'Kara I demand you come here right now!' she tried calling her daughter again. But in vain.

'Oh what in Thor's name am I going to do with this child...' she mumbled.

Her daughter may be have a bit more common sense than the others but that only isn't required to rule over the vast kingdom she had conquered and expanded.

Well, not only her, her and kara's father. He was out of the topic for years as thinking about him makes her weak somehow.

And weakness is bad.

'I'll deal with you later.' she taunted. See saw her daughter vanishing across the palace halls.

'Your majesty...perhaps you were a little too harsh on the princess.' said Ms.Howard.

'Harshness? you think this is harshness. Let her survive in the battlefield for a few days then that's what you call harshness!' she yelled.

Silence lingered across the hall.No one dared to defy the queen.

'Now, if you excuse me, I have a suspect to interrogate.' she replied walking to the way of the dungeond followed by two of the guards.

Cyran was sitting there quietly near the nearly dead fire and the cape-cloth the armored guy gave him.

'This is not so comfortable right now.' he groaned. The stone-faced man still stood glancing and rolling his eyes.

Then they heard a loud voice from across the hall. Stone-face went to see where it was coming from. then he froze to a salute and then a bow.

'Your majesty!' cyran was almost mesmerized by this tall, beautiful yet menancing.

He had seen a lot of woman in his ship but none as beautiful as her. Where to start?

Her v-length floor length red chiffon was embroide with beautiful glistening flower sequins. '

Her grey eyes and her dark brown hair seem to match with the dress perfectly even if they belong to different color palette.

Her brown belt contained all sorts of knives and her back was a leather opening for her bow and arrow.

Well well well, that is what he called a beautiful huntress. Or no, a demon is disguise.

The men seemed to crumple around her. Even mr.Stone-face. He just kept bowing and didn't turn to look at anyone.

She shot a look at the measly boy before turning to one of her men.

'Please tell me that this is a joke?' she asked worried she wasted her precious time for something like this.

'no your highness, when we found the boy, he was unconsious like this. So we arrested him.' The guard replied.

'Without any food or water and clothes? Are you kidding me where are the maids?' she yelled.

'but your majesty you were the one who told us that-'

'You should've told me clearer! I'm not wasting my time on a measly boy punishing him and interrogating him.' She yelled at him.

Cyran felt offended by this. Obviously anyone would be.

Everyone has been calling him measly ever since he got here.

'hey! I'm here you know? You can't just backtalk at me when you're talking in front of me!' he argued.

The queen and the guard looked at him first with anger,then in annoyance.

He wanted to yell 'what took you so long! I've been waiting for 5 hours in the cold!' But he held his tongue as she looked a bit intimidating.

'What planet am I on?' is the first question he asked her. Not 'your highness!' or 'My majestic queen!' or even a 'Greeting'.

But It was a necessary question to assess the situtaion he was facing at that moment.

Maybe the queen will understand, he thought. And turns out, she didn't.

'This boy has been clearly starved for so long! Someone realease him immeditely!' she yammered.

'Just tell me where am I ?' I screamed.

'You are at queen Maguire's mercy, so I suggest you bow down and beg for mercy.' Said the stone faced man.

'Maguire?' He's heard of the name somwehre, just couldn't remember exatly where. Maguire, Maguire, queen Maguire.

'Maguire the Satirist?' he asked confused.

'ah the boy knows his history.' She grinned.

'but…I don't understand.' He gulped.

It couldn't be possible.

'and we are under your empire?' he asked even more confused.

Queen Maguire sighed.

'This boy is clearly delusional.' She concluded.

She wanted to interrogate him but now she lost all her interest.

'Boy I only want to ask you a question, and after that you can leave.' She replied.

'alright.' He groaned.

'What do you know about the strange alien signals in the sky?' she looked at him directly in the eye with her menancing stare.

He gulped.

'It's not an alien signal. It was my SOS symbol to alert anyone nearby that I'm in trouble and that you need to save me.' He explained.

She wasn't completely convinced and yet seemed to believe him partially.

'And you're telling me it was you who made these strange signals appear in the sky?' she asked holding in a smile.

'Of Course. That's what it was for.'

'and they said you were floating on the surface of the water, ist hat also your doing?' she asked.

They didn't recognize the floation device. He hoped they didn't find the escape pod. They would never let him go then.

'yes. It was one of my creations.'

Well he wasn't fully lying. He was the one who suggested the idea of keeping those balloony fluffs in the escape pod in case they fall on water.

'Your creations?' she scanned the boy from head to toe.

The boy looked unusual. His hair was oddly colored. Which color dye did he use to make it such a rich night sky color? But at such an young age he already looks so handsome and knowledagble.

'I don't judge peole by their appearance.' She lied. She does that everytime.

'you'll have to prove to me that you can 'create' if you want to live. If I find out that you have been lying, you will be left in this dungeon to be dead slowly and painfully.' She warned him.

He gulped. He could suddenly feel himself getting warm even if he was shivering moments back.