The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who

A Royale Pain! Pt. 3

Having Al working as their informant, Theodore and Lila went into the moors of Scotland, in the cold breeze that wafted through the area, flushed with greenery, and thick fauna that made it difficult for them to traverse easily, with their only light coming from the Sonic Screwdriver.

"Seemed awfully brave running through the moors at this hour," Theodore pointed out that Catherine risked her life fleeing from her forced marriage to the baron into the moors at night, with no lantern, no source of light, she risked breaking her ankle or worse.

Snorting, Catherine flatly tells him that she walked through these moors since she was a small lass, she knows the area from the back of her hand.

"Y'know, someone's gotta know where the baron lives, how does he get your dad's messages, whatever?" Lila brought up that someone in Catherine's court should know something about the baron, how else did he receive messages, crows with messages tied to their feet?

Mulling it over, Catherine says that she knows that one of the cooks spoke with the baron more than once, his appetite and wanting led him to the kitchen.

"Great, he's a glut, we find your cook, get some answers, hopefully it'll point us to the right direction," Lila sighs as Catherine led them through the moors, which she stressed that they stay close to her, some parts are much deeper than they appear, and she didn't want them to drown.

She commanded them to rid the baron and she won't allow them to drown while they're under her command.

While Catherine led them, Theodore's communicating with Al, who went through records upon records, but nothing came up.

Their baron's no baron, that much he found, Catherine's correct in her deduction, the baron's a fraud, and not much else he knows.

Nothing with the description's popping up in the scans, but with the time period they're in, that came with the turf, but Al's sure the baron isn't from Germany and they're not looking for a castle.

Where he lives, hard to say, but he suspects that the baron lives closer than Catherine thinks, but he can't be for certain, so he'll keep working on his end.

Until then, don't upset the princess, too much.

Climbing up a steep hill up to the main road, Catherine effortlessly climbed while Theodore dug his feet in, holding Lila's hand as he helped her while they ascended to the flattened road above.

"The village's this way," Catherine tells them as she led them through the dimly lit road, seldom lit with torches, in the distance looked like floating wisps.

Arriving in the village, no one stirring, everyone gone to bed, Catherine found the cook's house, woke him up, and forced her way into his home with Theodore and Lila trailing behind.

Within moments, Catherine's in the cook's ear, demanding answers about the baron's whereabouts, his droopy eyes glistening in the fire burning in the fireplace as he struggled to process Cathrine's request, until she near pinched his ear off, forcing his addled mind to awaken.

Sitting down with the cook as he rubs the side of his face, his droopy eyes processing the three people in front of him, he wearily asks why Catherine isn't at her wedding, to which she nearly shouted his ear off, hadn't Theodore calmed her down.

"He's not a baron! He lied! I have no reason to believe otherwise and I de—need to know where I may find him, do you understand?" Catherine coughed as she calmly tells the cook that she wouldn't marry the baron and ran from her own wedding.

She can't go back to the castle without proof of the baron's lies and she insisted the cook aide her in bringing down the house of cards, knowing that he and the baron talked more.