I listened to the Guard, Petrov's, story but it didn't help in the slightest. We still had no idea who this
dragon woman was, what her interest in Morgana was or why the dragon woman had felt it necessary to attack
mother and the Kings men. Still, if anyone could explain it would be Morgana so our next move was obvious.
"We have to return to Morgana's home in the forest." Maedel spoke up first, "she has spell books, wands and
all manner of magical potions. There is bound to be a way to restore her. She's the only one that knows what's
going on and, if it comes to it, the only one with a good chance to defeat the dragon."
The guards and I were in agreement. Arn just nodded quietly and I found it quite frustrating. She was such a
delicate little flower now when she used to be a brave Prince with the strength and determination to face down
Orcs, Ogres and even giants. Sure, a dragon might be a bit much but my brother Prince Andrew would never have
sat idly by while people were suffering. Arn did sit and let others take charge though. She seemed almost
afraid to speak. What was wrong with her?
I put those thoughts aside as we made preparations to leave. The other guard would carry Morgana to a horse
and cart at the other end of the street whilst Maedel and Petrov fought off any trouble. Their wouldn't be
enough room for all of us on the cart so Maedel decided that Arn and I should ride it and she and the guards
would catch up with us on foot. She was a ranger after all and could easily find her way through the forest to
reach us quicker.
Maedel tore a strip from my dress and tied it around Arn's naked hips and bottom as a make shift mini-skirt,
her shorts and panties still damp and pungent from her previous accident. The jester noticed this and crept
over. She inquisitively lifted the damp panties between her fingers, bending over in an overly theatrical way
to give them a sniff before recoiling and wafting the smell away from her nose. Her face went from scrunched
up to a wide grin emphasized by her painted, clownish lips. She leaned towards the rest of us and looked to
be about to tell us a tale. That's when she started singing. Her words emphasized by her comical movements.
Ho Ho Hee
Hee Ho Ho
I'm not the only
fool I know
(she sang while pointing her thumb to herself)
Off to the rescue went the Prince
and nobody thinks they have seen him since
(walking her first 2 fingers through the air)
but we know better and we know best
the little Prince got into stinky mess
(she held her nose closed shaking her head)
Ho Ho Hee
Hee Ho Ho
Little elf is another
fool I know
(mimicking pointed ears with her hands against her heads)
The little elf went and pissed herself
Now the cell we're in has a funny smell
Yes we know better and we know best
the stinky little elf comes from the West
(she shook the soiled panties)
Ho Ho Hee
Hee Ho Ho
Better use the toilet
before we go!
"Hahahaha!" she laughed hysterically.
"Oh shuttup you, you..." I didn't know what to call her.
"You can call me Queeny, fool or Mom but that one might be awkward when you keep eyeing up my bum," she
presented her big bottom to me, slapping it hard to emphasize it. She had me dead to rights.
Maedel for once wasn't laughing or joining in. she turned to the red faced arn and spoke.
"I'm relying on you, Arn, to get Morgana and Sara there safely," Maedel told her "Be strong. I know you can
still do this."
Maedel and Arn shared a nod and smile as they took up one of the guards swords each. We were ready to set
off. Petrov led the way outside.