The three were tossed out of the kidnappers upon arrival, welcomed with a loud thud once they hit the ground, seemingly in a royal castle of sort.
The ground was a dark greenery color, hard as wood. The room was practically overtook with nature. Thick vines swirled around the walls, trees and bushes fit in, flowers of different verities bloomed.
At the end of the room sat a woman dressed flawlessly, like mother nature herself. Dark twigs grew up her torso, enveloping her arms into wooden ones. Her dress flowed a gentle green, as the leaves that covered this room.
Her long flowing green hair draped down her body, blending in with the room itself. She would remain calm and keep her eyes closed, despite the noise.
Truly quiet and still as a tree.
"Your majesty." Spoke the bald headed kidnapper in a sudden formal voice, bowing down to show respect.
The other two followed behind, now turning from angry and cocky to respectful and innocent.
The queen then smiled faintly at them. Zack and the others faces went wide with astonishment and admiration— something about her expression changing once he realized who was in the room with her now.
"We found these three trying to tame boulder babies to attack our kingdom." Explained the bald kidnapper, now lier.
"OK FIRST OFF THAT ISNT WHAT-" Snapped Zack.
She held a hand out. "Silence, no need to speak." Her voice was soft as a breeze, yet firm like a gust.
"You may leave them to me, thank you for your service the three of you." She smiled.
The three annoying fucks left with a simple respectful nod, though small glares shot at the Elara and the others. Soon the loud door shut, it was just now them—
and the queen.
Quickly the kids stood back up, dusting themselves off with faint grunts plus complaints from Zack.
It was then only silence, the tension rising higher and higher. The three exchanged confused glances between another, trying to figure out what was going on. The queen was so emotionless, so blank and unpredictable.
She spoke. "You three, aren't from here are you? I can smell a difference in scent off you." Her voice flowing through their ears as soft as soil, with a hint of rasp in it.
They froze— how was she able to tell that just from a few moments of silence? They three stood there silently, afraid if they moved— she'd probably find their home address.
"Danm it Zack, you really smell that bad huh?" Grumbled Elara under he breath, shooting an annoyed glance at him.
He couldn't deny that he was sweaty because of running but was he really that bad? Either way he wasn't taking any kind of criticism from a small fry like her.
"Oh shut the hell up, she probably smelt those funky-ass feet of yours." He snapped back with a scowl, looking down at her with a pissed off glare.
He was desperately trying to regain the confidence she stole from him.
"Oh my feet? at least it isn't my entire body!" She snapped and shot a glare back in Zack's direction, Alice in the middle.
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The Parallel Paths
FantasyThe book had found them in the back of a school library, its cover seeming so unreal and captivating. Elara, Zack, and Alice had only meant to peek inside. Though now, trapped in a world of endless power and secrets, they were fighting to survive- a...
