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Why is everything to do with Chase and his friend weird? Ever since I've met him it's been weird. Even I've been weird. The most weird thing are these stories though. They always go off track so quickly.
I figured this one would be a little less weird. We got halfway through with the story no derailing. The moment I turned my back though, things when off the rails. Seriously, how did the prince just disappear? What did that freckled friend of Chase's do to cause this much damage, and make the prince leave his post? He was just supposed to nab the guard's keys. The guard is gone too.
Whatever. I'll do what I clean up their mess, just like I do with every other story those two idiots jump into. I swear, this is just a game to them. Those guys were supposed to steal this antidote from me to free the prince from the love potion, but since that dork is nowhere to be found I'll just go give it to Chase. At least I know where he is.
What should I say when I get down to the cells? Something cool. Witty. It has to be slightly insulting as well. Let him know him and his friend are idiots that can't manage to get a simple story right. How should I say it though?
"Deaconnn, where are you?"
What the? Why does Chase sound scared? Did a scorpion crawl into his cell or something?
"I'm not ok with this book anymore! I'm not ok with anything anymore!"
His voice is getting closer than it should. Did he manage to somehow get out of the cell without his friend returning with the key? The only way that could happen i-
"Who are you yelling for now? The prince said no one was to see you."
What is that jailer doing? Why is he creeping on Chase like that? That's not supposed to happen in this book is it?
That's not what's important right now. I can't let anyone touch Chase. I may not like him, but he's clearly uncomfortable with whatever is going on here.
"B-buddy?!"
"Keep quiet."
Can't he see that I'm trying to help him? As long as I have a hold of him he can't escape, but at least this jailer is less likely to try anything.
"That's enough jailer. Leave this girl alone." I say in what is hopefully an authoritative tone. I've never had to deal with something like this. It makes me nervous. It's probably worse for Chase.
"Hah! On who's say? Yours? Just another cheap wench like this one. Come to join in on the fun, have you?" This guy is disgusting. I hate men like him.
"Perhaps you haven't heard, undoubtedly because you're not important enough for anyone to tell, but I'm the prince's new bride." I just need to play to my character's role. It should give us the opportunity to get out of this situation. "So I suggest you obey me. Unless you want my beloved to fertilize his new gardens with your worthless corpse."
I can feel Chase watching me. At least he's not nearly as tense as before. Is he putting that much trust into me to remedy this wild situation or something? It is making it a bit easier on me though. I can play up my character better with him watching. It's like a performance.
"Y-yeah? You expect me to believe the prince is marryin' a little tramp like you?" Good. The jailer sounds scared.
"The only thing I expect is that your body will get a lot prettier when your head gets cut off. So leave this girl alone."
"Fine then. 'm goin'. But if the prince changes brides as easy as that, I'll be seeing you again soon. Mark my words, wench."
Dear lord, that guy is a creep. Seriously, what is going on with this book? Is Chase ok though? That guy didn't touch him, did he?
"Phew. Thanks Buddy. I-I coulda taken him, for real. Just... Didn't feel like it."
Yeah. He's fine. Shaken up, but fine. I can't let him see that it bothered me though.
"Mm-hmm. You really had it under control. Unlike your failure of a pickpocket friend, who I still see hasn't come down to rescue you. So you're both doing a great job."
Yes! I got the dig in! Some random pervert isn't going to stop me from doing my duty of insulting this idiot.
I guess I should at least do something to calm his nerves a bit though. He did just experience something that is horrifying. I can give him this comfortable hoodie back. It's not like I can wear it outside of the books anyway.
"Here." Hah! Face shot!
"Wuh- you're giving it back?"
Excuse. I need an excuse. It's not like I can just tell him that I'm actually super tiny, so stealing it is pointless.
"Of course I'm giving it back. It's hideous. Why would I want to keep it?" Because it makes a nice cushion to sit on while I eat those chocolates. That's why. Speaking of chocolates, I should thank him.
The thanking didn't actually go so smoothly. It's not something I am used to doing, plus his stare was basically suffocating me. After that I gave him his weird notebook, and things got weird. Well, weirder than they were. He got pretty quiet, and stated how he just wanted to finish the story. I guess what had happened with the jailer caught up to him. I've never seen him basically shrink in on himself like that before.
After asking him if there was something wrong with the book, and explain how the prince just ran off, he got even more weird. He told me to stay down here while he goes to find Deacon to help him figure out what to do. Why Deacon? Deacon didn't save him from the prison guard. Deacon didn't even care to show up. What's so great about him?
I guess I'll wait for a while. If he takes too long to return then I'll go find them myself. I wouldn't normally just wait for him, but he's acting weirder than normal. I guess the whole situation is bothering him. I don't want to annoy him too much. Not after we made that promise on the beach to not fight.
"Why do I even care? He's supposed to be my enemy."
Things are getting way too confusing and complicated. I think...
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Somehow that book ended well. I don't know how he pulled it off, but he did. Not to mention he gabe me another treat. The treat of getting to beat up that creep jailer.
"I swear, those books feel stranger every time, Nox. Did you get anymore information out of that human?" Violet asks after we return from the book.
"What? Oh, no. Not really. He has a cat, that's about it."
"A cat? We can't really use that information to track him down." And there she goes.
Track him down? I know we need to. We need to get Silver and Bronze from them. We need to reunite our family. But it feels different from before. He feels different. Things have changed so much from the beginning.
I used to hate him. See him as nothing but an enemy. A block in our road. But now... Now it's different. If things keep up the way they are. I may start...
No. That's ridiculous. But earlier, I am pretty sure I felt jealous. Jealous over that loser, Deacon or whatever. These emotions have been building up. Why? He's just an annoying human.
But every time I interacted with him I could feel my heart racing. My thoughts get jumbled until it's time to actually do part of the story.
I need those keys. I need to get my wish. I need to be human. It was my dream to return to human before, but that was just because I hate being a key. Now, now I starting to want it for a different reason.