“Take the girl to my activities room!” The queen demands the guards to do.

The words cause color to escape the faces of the prisoners and Lady Marril. But Azulle herself was puzzled. While she had cleaned many rooms about the castle the rooms of the Queen were restricted to only be handled by Marril. A chill runs down her spine as the guards themselves begin to shake and tremble.

“I know we follow the queen’s orders, but it’s just a child.” Asks one guard.

“Trust me this child is nothing to sneeze at.” Proclaims the familiar voice of the guard Jenson. “But I am not too keen on this punishment ether.”

Azulle tries to come up with words but finds it hard to speak as the guards bring her into a room that was likely once a fine bedroom but now proudly displayed many numbers of torture devices and mere look down showed while the room was kept clean, the wooden floor was forever stained with the remains of those the queen played with. And now it was Azulle’s turn. She gulped as the door closed. And it wasn’t too long after her screams would cry out to echo the halls to ears that turned away in order to maintain peace within the castle walls.

Elsewhere plates get smashed by Brookins. “How could we let the queen take the girl. We all know what she will do!”

“Do you have a death wish old man! I want to help the girl too but there are countless guards and even some spell casters guarding the queen. What would you have us do, lead a raid on the place? The best we can do is hope the girl comes out able to stand on her own legs.” Grell complains.

“Awe, look at the mess you made Brookins. Don’t you go getting all hot under the collar and destroying my little tea set up for you all now?” Captain Jenni states picking up the mess.

“I am sorry Captain but there has to be something we can do.”

“I am with Brookins I don’t want my sweet and lovely Azulle to have one scar from that nasty queen.”

“You got even half a plan.” The two look down as Vindall rests her head in her arms. “Look I agree it ain’t right what the queen is doing to her. But most of us are prisoners or have you forgotten. If we go out causing a ruckus then you can expect that the comforts of this jail will be replaced by the sharp cold steel of an executioner's ax.”

“Face it while the King may be able to keep the girl alive. The queen won’t likely let that girl be anything more than a slave to her violent needs.” Grell grits his teeth and slams his fist.

“Mmm, maybe, but I think that there might be a way to save, Zel yet.” States Kawa hanging from the ceiling with a giant spider suit on.

“Another kid?”

“Kawa, I didn’t think you were on my prisoner's list?”

“Nah Captain I just came to check out the guys that Zel said she was training with. That and to come to guide someone else here as his guard.” Kawa slides down a rope and points to the doorway where Gil is hiding behind the corner.

“Prince Gil, you came here!”

“I heard from Kawa that my sister trained here for a few days.”

“What of it, you royal parasite!” Brookins shouts.

“The kid probably just wants to train as well. Makes sense at least after the butt-kicking the girl gave him. But sorry your highness I have no interest in training you.” Vindall states rolling to hide her face from the group and try and get some extra hours of sleep.

“Yes, my last trainer well his way of swordsmanship is good and all but...”

“But in a real fight, all that flashy dancing about is practically worthless. That what you were going to say, your highness!”

“Ye...yes.” Gil holds his head in shame. “I try his way but when I fought against the slimes and then with Azulle. I found my attacks weren’t enough.”

“Well, then Grell you should teach the prince!” Vindall grumbles. “You are a trained warrior after all.”

“Sir Grell?”

“Bah, damn it. As a hired hand of your family, I guess I can’t deny your request. But I will only do it if you find a way to help the girl.”

“Really now I feel left out that no sweet little kids will play with me.” Claire looks at Kawa who gets nervous at her stare.

“Why do I get the feeling me taking you on as a teacher would lead to bad things.”

“Stay back you pervert. I will teach the .... what are you ...” Brookins pushes Claire away to her disappointment.

“Kawa is Kawa, and that’s all that I am. Yes indeed.”

“Ah well that clears things up I guess.” Tundall laughs.

“Awe but I wanted someone cute to play with as well.” Claire pouts.

The scene changes to night, at the castle. A shadow moves about down the hall followed by another and following them is Gil with an irritating look on his face. “Seriously you two don’t need to be sneaking about. I am royalty I can go anywhere I want in this castle.” Kawa and Brookins come down from the ceiling where they were using magic to keep them hidden away.

“I am sorry prince Gil but it is a must that any ninja be unseen.” Replies Kawa dressed in a flashy orange outfit, while Brookins is in his sundress.

“Sure, you two can really hide looking like that. Morons.”

“To master stealth, one must be able to hide wearing even the brightest of colors.” Brookins states. “Besides this outfit is so comfortable!”

Gil makes his way around the corner of the hallway only to come face to face with two guards. “Excuse me guards I am going in.” Gil is suddenly halted with the guards pulling out their weapons to block his forward movement.

“Guards what is the meaning of this, I am your prince I wish to go to my mother’s crafts room.”

“No one is allowed in the queen’s crafts room. Her majesties order.” One of the guards stout fully declares.

“This is a matter of my future I need to regain Azulle she is my maid and I need her to do her duties. So please part ways and.... one of the guards punches Gil in the gut sending the young boy crashing to the ground.

“I am sorry your highness but....” the guard is halted as a shrill scream lets out from down the hall. Then behind the guards quickly Brookins and Kawa drop down with ropes in hand and in one swift action the two knock out the guards.

“Still think our outfits won’t allow us to hide young prince?” Brookins laughs but quickly stops as his back gives out and he is bent backwards in an odd position. “Gah, I am getting too old for this mess. You two move along I will bind these two and make my way back to my cell.”

Gil and Kawa push forward towards the room where the scream appeared to have come from.