The Princess Quest

Chapter 10: Danger Around Every Corner

"This is soooo much better," said Andrel, as he admired his new shoes. 

"Glad you think so," said Calypso, "Because we almost died getting them for you."

"That's not my fault. You could have just bought them, instead of stealing them."

"Those shoes cost twelve mira and I didn't have any," said Calypso.

"So your plan all along was to steal shoes," said Andrel, laughing. "You're a bad girl."

Calypso looked down. "No I'm not. I don't like stealing. I'm more of a peacekeeper. But I also harbor a great love and protection for my friends. I did what I had to do."

"Well thanks," Andrel said.

They walked side-by-side. Up ahead, Arawn was openly flirting with Roya. Roya was trying to act elegant and haughty, but every so often, a smile flashed on her face. Andrel narrowed his eyes at them, and turned toward Calypso.

"We need to go back to Miraelin," he said.

At this, Roya turned around and looked at him like he was insanse. "Excuse me WHAT!?"

"We need a horse tooth," Andrel said. "Miraelin is the easiest way."

"Easiest!? Maybe, but it's so dangerous! And now everyone knows who Calypso is! She's very recognizable."

"I agree with Fandrel," said Arawn.

"Andrel," said Andrel, glaring.

"Sorry, Andrel. Anyway, yeah. We need to go back to the Market." 

"Absolutely not. I have no plans to die today," said Calypso.

"None do," said Arawn, grinning.

"Look, we are going, and either you come with us, or you don't," said Andrel.

Roya sighed. "Fine, whatever. But if we die, I'm gonna kill you."

Arawn thought about this for a second. "Th-that doesn't—that doesn't make any—what?"

Calypso rolled her eyes. "Lets go."

They had to walk all the way around Miria Lake. Roya thought her legs were going to fall off. When they finally reached the Market, Arawn said "put your hoods up, and keep your head down. Don't do anything suspicious."

"Look where that got us last time," Roya said glaring at Calypso.

They wandered around Miraelian Market for a while, keeping their eyes peeled for a horse. Roya was looking around and saw a sign.

Own the princess's horse today! This horse was the horse of Princess Roya of Lyria! Come, buy the Moonthorn horse, and make a name for yourself!

"Fafnir," Roya whispered. "They have my horse!" She yelled.

Her friends turned around. "Oh please don't do anything crazy!" Calypso said.

Roya sprinted forward. Arawn leaped to grab her arm. Roya twisted free, and sprinted towards the pen.

Upon reaching said pen,  Roya shouted angrily, "Let go of my horse!"

The Miraelian men laughed. "Good evening princess. How may we serve you?"

"My horse," Roya repeated. 

"That would be 400 mira,"  The guard said.

Roya was losing her control. "I'm obviously from Lyria. All I have are levan. And you stole my horse! You should be paying me!"