(:) Marshall's P.O.V (:)
"Yes your highness." My mouth twitched as I spoke the words and bowed.
"You took an awfully long time in the dungeon." Flame Prince said while sitting on his fire throne.
"I'm sorry, I-"
"Don't lie to me about something stupid. I know you were talking to the prisoners." He smirked. I didn't say anything. There was no need to. "Didn't I tell you, you couldn't see or talk to them often?" I nodded once and kept my gaze on him. "Speak!" He commanded.
"Yes you did." I growled low in my throat.
"Don't push it, even if you are my soldier, I will destroy you if I must." He threatened and smiled. "And your friends. I would make them watch." I clenched my jaw. Why was he this way? I knew he was a trouble maker but...
"Flame have you seen Cake?" A soft voice came through the door. I turned and saw Fionna with a red almost flame like dress and her hair and her hair slightly up. She stared at me for a long time it seemed. Watching, like she couldn't believe it. "What is he doing here?" She spoke in a low angered way.
"He is our soldier now, come my queen. Sit with me." He stood in front of her with his hand out toward her. Beckoning. She seemed off somehow. I couldn't describe it.
"Marshall, you should just be a prisoner..." Fionna spoke quietly at first and didn't look me in the eye. "You should just be a prisoner! You don't deserve to be a soldier or anything!" She stared into my eyes then with pure hatred. Something was defiantly wrong.
"Calm down my sweet...just tell him to do anything and he will do it." He smirked at me. "He wouldn't risk getting his friends killed. Especially Marceline." Right when he said her name Fionna grew more furious.
"It's all her fault! You loved her more than me..." She turned away from me. It wasn't a lie, I admit but I didn't want to say anything. Not now. "Get him out of my face, I don't want to see him." I stood there for a few seconds and then turned away. Where should I go now? Break everyone out? Run away?
"Don't do anything rash Marsh, I got eyes everywhere. There is a room down the hall. That's yours. You can stay there until my queen calms down." I nodded and headed that way.
I sighed as I shut the door behind me and sat down on the bed. What could I do? I need to see them, my friends. Marceline, I can't let her sit in jail like last time, it's not right. I put my hands on my face and listened for something. "Bring Marceline, I need to wonder why she wants to be my servant." I heard Flame Head tell someone. I growled. He better not do anything to her. I swear I will kill him...somehow... I heard a soft knock on my door. Who could that be? Hopefully it's just my imagination, but it wasn't. It happened again. Maybe I should open it. I got up and walked to the door and opened it. I stared at Fionna. Why was she here?
"Fi-" I started to speak before she slapped me across the face, making me startled.
"Don't! I don't want to hear it." She said.
"Why are you here?" I asked ignoring the slap.
"Just to slap you mostly. I feel like you deserved it." She crossed her arms. I shrugged.
"If that's it, you should go." I said starting to close the door.
"Wait." She held it open.
"What now? Do you want to slap me again? If you do, please make an effort to do it harder, because the first time was a bit weak." I frowned.
"Maybe I will." But she didn't do anything. "Ugh never mind! Just try to stay out of my way, and if I do tell you to do something, you better do it." She started to walk off.
"Sure thing..." I whispered and then I saw her ring glisten different shades of red.
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Marshall: I feel like that chapter was a bit too short...
Me: ...
Marshall: Can you make an effort to make it longer? *Smirks*
Me: *Ignores* Alright I hope You Enjoyed this chapter. Sorry for taking a longish time. I needed to catch up with my other stories.
Marshall: Arne't you listening to me?
Me: *Ignores*
Marshall: Why would you ignore me? Your going to make me cry *Sniffles*
Me: Awww Does Little Marshall need a blankie and a tissue?
Marshall: Oh shut it... *Flushes*
Me: Don't Worry Marshall I'm joking :3
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