Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-44737749-20191228042459/@comment-44918909-20200125201904

Chapter fourteen

'''        Sophie  gasped “Magsidian!” The pieces clicked together, if someone carved the Magsidian the right way then they could take away her abilities. But it also meant that she could get them back just as easily by carving more of the mineral, something felt off the Neverseen would never make something that easy, would they? '''

'''        Mr. Forkle jumped up, which must have been hard since he was overweight in his ruckleberry form. “Tarina I need to know who made this Paragon. They carved it so that she,” he indicated Sophie, “ would lose her special abilities” '''

Tarina nodded “I will get on that right away.”

'''     Mr. Forkle looked her in the eye “and Tarina?”'''

   “Yes?” 

'''       “You may have some disloyal trolls who are working with the Neverseen” Tarina didn’t answer so Sophie went over to the window and stood there looking out at the passing streets. Marintrylla was,as Sophie saw it, a mess of winding, narrow streets. As they made their way further into the trollish land a massive stone castle rose up in the distance. Trolls of all different stages roamed the streets and turned to stare at the chariot as it passed. '''

     “Why is everyone looking at us?” asked Sophie.

     “Because,” she said, “we are riding in an inter-special chariot for visitors, and we don’t get very many of those so it’s a surprise that’s all.”

'''       Sophie almost rolled her eyes she longed for the day when people would stop seeing her as a surprise. The ride was coming to an end as they pulled up to the castle. Somewhere off beside the castle a group of, what Sophie could guess where level threes, were training more guards lined a pathway leading up to the palace. Five tall towers made a bulk of the structure, but the rest was solid stone. '''

'''       The mobile stopped and everyone unloaded, Sophie nearly tripped on her way off and kept stumbling on her heels. Mr. Forkle leaned in and whispered to her “If you act like you’ve mastered walking in those shoes then you will master them.” Sophie sighed and lifted her chin walking directly behind Tarina. When they reached the large gate Two smaller guards checked them for weapons like airport security.'''

'''        Finally they made their way in and Tarina led them Down there different hallways till they came to a massive set of golden doors. Tarina strode forward and knocked twice, the doors opened a fraction and she said a set of number and gibberish, Mr. Forkle was staring at Sophie intently, “What?” she asked turning to look at him.'''

'''     “Nothing, its just…. Can you understand what she is saying to him?” '''

    “No its like they are speaking gibberish” replied Sophie.

'''       “Well, then I guess you have lost you polyglot abilities after all” said Mr. Forkle. Tarina cleared her throat the two doors were open and Sophie had a clear view of the throne room. Straight back was Empress Pernille, in all her muppet looking glory. She was sitting in a silver throne around the room she could see paintings and a large fountain  off to the left but otherwise it was a fairly sparse room. '''

'''       Sophie curtsied and Mr. Forkle bowed, The Empress dipped her head at them “Rise, please we need to get talking about why you came here. But first Sergeant take everyone but Tarina, Dia and Mer, Thankyou” The Muscle bound troll who had talked to Tarina earlier frown and started to protest but she was having none of it. “Go now, I must have some privacy.” The dark skinned troll huffed and clicked his tongue, three other trolls melted out of shadows along the walls and followed him out of the room, glaring at Sophie as he went.'''

'''        “You will have to forgive him, he is very… attentive about his job. Now, first I’d like you to meet Dialon (Dia-lon) and Merca (Mer-ca)”She gestured to the two trolls standing directly behind her throne. Merca, had long brown hair and she was wearing a silver chestplate just like Tarina, Dialon had black hair that was short-cut he was wearing the same clothes as Merca. Upon being introduced he walked across the room and stood at the door. '''

'''       “I hope your trip here was good.” She folded her hands and looked Sophie in the eye, Sophie’s gut twisted but she forced herself to remain in eye contact. “ Sophie it is time we talked about a certain promise you made during the time of Wynn and Luna’s birth. However this is a very important topic for the trolls so we need to take a precaution to know that what you say is truth.” Sophie gulped “Now we trust you, but as you know things happen. So for that reason I have asked a special Elf to be here today and help me as a… how should I put this, lie detector?” '''

'''       The queen motioned for Dialon to get them and he stepped outside the room. “ you may already know this Elf and I have no doubt that you do but let’s keep chatting to a minimum please.” Dialon strode back in and took his place beside the doors, behind he walked in a surprisingly familiar face that had blonde hair and icy-blue eyes.'''