The Hatter's Tea Party (Part Eight)
For previous entries in this series, please follow the links provided.
Part One: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-one.html
Part Two: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-two.html
Part Three: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-three.html
Part Four: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-four.html
Part Five: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-five.html
Part Six: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-six.html
Part Seven: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-seven.html
DAY FOURTEEN (December 12th), 8:05:12 am
Part One: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-one.html
Part Two: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-two.html
Part Three: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-three.html
Part Four: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-four.html
Part Five: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-five.html
Part Six: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-six.html
Part Seven: https://beekaydubya.blogspot.com/2018/04/the-hatters-tea-party-part-seven.html
DAY FOURTEEN (December 12th), 8:05:12 am
Niklas continues to lead
Grotto away from the gathered queens, kings, and adventurers, trying to get him
to a spot where the dwarf can clear his head as get back to as close to normal
as is possible for him. Grotto frowns
dejectedly, “But the tea is lovely and the treats are delicious….”
Cedron mutters beneath his
breath, “This is just getting worse by the moment.” He steps forward and speaks to the Red Queen,
“Gracious and wise Queen, who I must admit is fetching in such a lovely
crimson, this is all just a huge misunderstanding. You see, Ra’ziir here is a very loyal
friend. When he saw the transformation
of out dear companion, he was momentarily lost in his desire to protect
him. If you could simply find it in your
infinite wisdom to return our friend to his original state and let us depart,
I’m certain you will never be bothered by our likes again.”
Shadow arriving in the moments
between King Robert’s appearance and Raven splitting the table shouts down in response
to the king’s question, “WE HAVE INDEED SLAIN THE JABBERWOCK!” He lowers his
voice, speaking just loudly enough for the three monarchs to hear as he floats
above the sundered halves of the table and adds, “And if my friend is not
restored, then you will all be next.” He
motions toward Raven with his right hand and whispers the words, “Διασκεδάστε μαγεία”.
The frog image flickers, revealing Raven standing in between the broken
pieces of the table with his black-bladed sword in hand as the illusion is
dispelled.
Korbin bounces along on the ground,
straightening the spilled flatware and laying out the silver in neat rows upon
the earth, rearranging the place settings for the next course of tea.
Arthur smiles at the sight of King
Robert, “My Lord, it is good to see you in great health. I ask forgiveness upon my friend.”
Hansuke skitters up into the nearest
tree, ready to pounce should the Red Queen persist in her course of
action. Just beneath him, Kysek and
Desmond continue to hold, waiting to see how things will play out.
Ra’ziir shakes his head and, ignoring
the gentler words of the party stares directly at the Red Queen, “You intend a
combat of arms between your champion and myself, I imagine. I’ve always thought that the coward’s
way…letting someone else fight your battles.
Understand that if I have to slay him, I will. And then…
I
Will
Come
For
You.
You hold his fate.” The half-elemental bladesinger glances over
and sees that Raven has been restored to his natural form, “I will certainly
not ask for your ‘forgiveness’ and I certainly will give you none.”
Robert’s smile falters and brow
furrows. He certainly had not expected
this reaction to his appearance after the pleasant encounter he’d had earlier
with the group on the road and begins to wonder just his wives have gotten him into.
The White Queen shifts uncomfortably
and glances over at her sister.
The Red Monarch falters for a moment
and Ra’ziir can see that he has already won.
She smiles, “I suppose a battle of champions would be unnecessary at
this point. As you can see, your friend
is well and has been this entire time, merely masked by a glamour spell. But given your reaction, I see that perhaps
my ... jest ... was not received as it should have been and your actions could be
construed as defensive rather than hostile.
You may depart these lands with no further harassment. I believe the path you seek is located in the
burrow behind the White Rabbit’s home.
Good travels to you all.”
And with no further fanfare or
discourse, the two queens and their husband vanish.
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