Thief's Honour

Chapter Nine- Mission Accomplished (Or is it?)

The Princess's room was unlocked when Madeleine reached it. When she opened it, she discovered that there was no one inside. There was a bed on the opposite wall, a nightstand beside the bed, a bookshelf at the end of the bed, a desk on the wall to the right, beside a closet, and a closed door across from the closet. Madeleine dropped the note on the desk, and snuck out.

She was about to sneak away when she glanced at Damien's door, and a brilliant idea struck her. Damien wanted her to get the jewel. Why not let him have it?

She knocked on his door to make sure there was no one inside. When no one replied, she slowly opened the door, glancing around to make sure that no one was around to see her, and slipped inside.

Damien's room was similar to Princess Amingethia's, but fifty thousand times messier. Madeleine couldn't even see the floor, because of the clothes and papers and everything else you can imagine completely covering it. There was a poster of a blonde girl wearing practically nothing and winking at the camera, on the wall. Madeleine didn't know what she had been expecting, but it was definitely not this. This bedroom was the poster child of a stereotypical teenager's bedroom.

Madeleine carefully made her way across the room, utilizing every skill that being a master thief had ever taught her to try not to step on anything important that could break. Even then, there were a few near misses. How could Damien do anything in this mess?

She went to his desk, opened a drawer at random (with great difficulty, as there was a huge pile of she-didn't-want-to-know-what blocking it) and pulled the jewel out of her cloak, shoving it into the drawer. There. Now it was Damien's problem.

She tread lightly on her way back to the door, before slipping out into the hall, and escaping past the throne room doors to the lava pools.

Another rock hit her in the head. She fell down, gasping in surprise and pain. She turned, snarling, to see another note on the ground, mocking her.

She grabbed it.

So you CAN figure things out yourself. I wasn't sure. Unfortunately, your work isn't done. You still need to get out, before someone sees through your disguise. Below that was a set of instructions that would supposedly take her to a room full of portals to Earth. There'll be several guards, trying to keep you in. All the security's been increased since you stole the jewel. Good luck.

"Frick," Madeleine muttered. Of course, there were more guards to take care of. And messages sending them to the throne room would just attract their attention...

Unless they were so afraid of the consequences of her being right and having ignored her.

Madeleine followed the note's directions to a room that didn't have any guards outside. She stepped inside...

"Hey! No one's supposed to be in here!" A demon guard growled at her, stepping close. Madeleine took a deep breath-

"What are you doing here, you idiots?!" She screeched. "Did you not hear that the thief was spotted in this area!?? Find them, or we'll all be executed!!!"

The guards stared at her in terror. "Executed?" One gaped.

"For letting the jewel go, moron!" She cried out in exasperation. "They're already having the incompetent numbskulls who lost the jewel in the first place killed! If they get away, you'll be next!"

Madeleine would have laughed if the situation wasn't so dire. The guards practically fled the room.

Once the guards were gone, she turned to a large amount of glittering portals. Which one should she take? Did it matter?

She slowly approached one.

"I wouldn't use that one if I were you." A voice- definitely male, with mocking arrogance seeping from every word- called out, from behind her.