Author's Note: I apologize for missing last week's update! Here's chapter 5! This chapter is shorter than usual, but I hope you enjoy. Next chapter will be published next Sunday.

Chapter 5

"I think that went well!" Clari congratulated me as she walked me briskly through the long marble corridors.

"Clari, I have no idea what just happened," I groaned. "A banquet? In my honor?"

"Her Majesty is a very spontaneous person," was Clari's only response as she turned the corner and continued down another long corridor. I was practically jogging to keep up with her quick pace.

"Queen Valerie obviously likes you," Clari went on, "otherwise you would have been beheaded by now-"

"Beheaded?" I interrupted, thoroughly shocked. "She- She beheads people?"

"They don't really get beheaded," Clari explained. "The queen orders for them to have their heads taken off, but all the servants just lock up the victims of her orders in the castle dungeons."

"So all the people that she wants to behead are really just sitting behind bars? And Valerie doesn't know about it?"


"Isn't that treason?"

Clari paused for a moment. "We only save the people in case Queen Valerie changes her mind and requests that their heads be put back on."

"You can reattach somebody's head?" I echoed.

"Of course not," Clari answered, giving me a strange look. "That's why we don't really behead anybody- the queen just thinks we do, and when she asks for them back, we release them from the dungeons."

"Oh," I responded. I really couldn't think of anything else to say.

"This is your bedroom," Clari announced, stopping suddenly. We were standing in front of a huge, dark-colored door made from glossy wood.

Clari pushed open the doors and they swung open soundlessly. I gaped at the sight of my new bedroom.

It was large and spacious, with wide, glass windows lining the walls. The floor was covered in lush, pale blue carpet, and the bed was three times bigger than any bed I had ever seen before.

There was a dresser with a mirror at the foot of the bed, and a large, wooden wardrobe in the corner of the room. There was also a small doorway that led to a bathroom.

"This place is incredible," I murmured.

Clari laughed softly. "Only the best for our guest of honor," she said, winking at me. "Now, get some sleep. I'll wake you up in time for dinner tonight."

"Okay," I responded. I hadn't realized it, but I was exhausted.

Clari put her hand on my back and gave me a gentle nudge into the room. She backed out of the doorway, shutting the door behind her.

Rubbing my eyes, I stumbled towards the bed and collapsed on the soft, downy comforter. It felt like I was curled up on a cloud.

My eyelids felt heavy, and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.