One for sorrow, two for sorrow, three for sorrow, four for for for I don't know but I'm all bored of sorrow, five for three two one, six for gold, seven for a magpie who tells me where to go...
-Delirium, in SANDMAN #70, by Neil Gaiman.
The Princess had invented a new game: stack the rocks. There were big ones and little ones and blue ones and speckled ones and all of them reminded her of a very strange someone! Every attempt she made to stack more than two failed miserably, and Viki soon gave up. She reclined against the stone steps of Longden Castle and waited for daylight's departure and her lover's return.
Her thoughts wandered...
Prelude: Red Dragon Inn, Last Night
"I need some water...Jesus....it's roasting. Someone open a window!"
Tara was acting so funny! She looked past(e)y, or was that past(e)ry? Anyway, it was all the time now, though Viki hadn't noticed it until last night.
"Jesus is roasting?"
"Would you two excuse me a moment?" Tara, as she addressed both Victoria and the dragon Icer, went running for the porch of the Red Dragon Inn.
"Okay!" Cheerful as ever, Viki settled down into Tara's throne, keeping it warm for her. It wasn't long before she took notice of the little dragon and began to ask her all kinds of questions:
1) "Uhm. Okay. I remember you from tha' other day and you made the bar really cold. Or did I just imagine that? Sometimes I do things like that."
2) "So, uhm, do you make things cold very often or only when people ask you if you make things cold very often?"
3) "Because you could so go into the ice-cube business. We could be, like, ice-cube superstars! Wha'cha think? I love dragons. I nevah met a dragon I dinnae like. I mean, I only met like two dragons, and I think yer the second. Or mebbe the third."
4) "Can I touch you? I won't touch the part where you fell. Sometimes I fall.. This one time, I fell so far, I forgot who I was."
5) "So my name's Viki. What's yers?"
By the time that Viki and Icer had their proper introductions, Tara had returned, looking rather sickly.
"Tara? Are you okie?"
"Aye, of course I am." The floorboards said she was lying but Viki paid them no attention.
"But yer all past(e)y lookin'..." Her words trailed off. She didn't want to insult her cousin, but, she didn't look so great. Her eyes found the floor immediately. It demanded her attention. "I mean! Well, maybe you should go to bed."
Whisper-whisper. The words just flew from her lips, then. She never could stay on a particular subject for very long:
"Did ya know Talomar keeps a bottle of wine in his safe?"
"How do you know what is in my fiance's safe, cousin?"
"Well the wall moved, so I opened it. It's so weird!"
"What...sort of wine?"
The girl rambled on. "I mean, who keeps wine in their safe's? Or is it saves, like, Tara saves the day! I mean, I dunno. It was a funny looking bottle. I did nuh open it." A finger had now curled into her hair and it was winding and winding and winding...
"What else was in his safe?" Tara pried.
"Nothin'. Not even a bag of gold or nothin'. Just that bottle of wine. Do you think that's the stuff that allows him to walk around in the daylight? I mean, sometimes you do, but I just assumed tha' was because you were Tara an' you were better than everyone else."
"I only walked around that one time but that was because of the eclipse, dear."
"Oh yeah. Sometimes the day looks like nighttime to me. And, wait, the other way around I meant." She placed a finger to her chin. There was something she wanted to add, something Tara needed to know about Longden. What was it?
"An' there's a lady in the room with the pretty door. Dun go in there. She got into my head for a while, an' I didn't even open the door."
Tara seemed distraught, and thus, did not process Viki's last sentence. Instead, she flung a glass of water, which went crashing to the floor (-boards with their secret-secret-secrets!) and groaned in pain.
"Cousin?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Why are you, like, all past(e)y and hunched over an' not dancing with me?"
"I jus' fed recently, sweetheart." Then, as if all of a sudden, though quite a late reaction, Tara realized Viki had mentioned that forbidden place.
"The Chapel! You didn't go in there did you!" A gasp. Tara looked terrified.
"Nau. I fell down in front of the door." Viki's eyes flickered back to Icer. "See I told you I fall down sometimes!"
"You...fell...down...in front of the door?"
"Yeah."
"The Chapel is wrong. Do not go there, ever."
"She got in my head an' I've been dreaming about her alot but I dun think she'll stay. I think she jus' wants someone to open the door. But I dun like her so I won't."
"Promise me, Victoria!"
"Uhhh. I won't Tara. I promise! I mean, I promised too, already, to David, tha' I wouldn't go in." She failed to mention Talomar's rage and David's obligation.
"You mustnt ever ever ever ever open that door! That door is off-limits! Like yer trust fund!"
"Trust fund? Oh yeah. Arden said something about that. I forgot what it was."
"I think I need to lay down."
"Talomar's castle is odd, cousin. It speaks to me. It's not like Lanrette at all. I think there are more things in the towers... Tara? What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong, dear. Just a bit tired is all." The floorboards disagreed.
Then Icer interjected, suddenly a part of things again: "I had an unexpected rider today.."
This prompted more questions from Viki:
6) "Wait! People ride you around?!"
7) "Did you turn him into ice cubes?!"
After some back and forth with the dragon, Viki returned her attention to her ailing cousin.
"Cousin. Yer nuh like you. Yer like someone else in your body."
Tara blinked. Her reply was swift. "I'm worried about the wedding plans, dear. I'm afraid it'll be a disaster."
"Nau... It won't! Maybe some people will get drunk and fight and smash things an' slash each other with swords, an' mebbe tha' guy Varick will crash it cause he hates Talomar or so I gathered from the other night, or mebbe Ayreg will crash it too and kidnap you cause I think he loooooves you, or tha' girlie Maria, who didn't seem to like you at all! Or mebbe Decker will come back an' remember who I am an' try to kill me, but, ya know, I really dun think any of that stuff will happen. Or mebbe it will all happen and you guys should just elope!"
It took Tara a while to process all of that. In the meantime, a stranger interrupted.
"'Marriage' is synonymous with 'Disaster' in at least three languages, dear."
-Delirium, in SANDMAN #70, by Neil Gaiman.
The Princess had invented a new game: stack the rocks. There were big ones and little ones and blue ones and speckled ones and all of them reminded her of a very strange someone! Every attempt she made to stack more than two failed miserably, and Viki soon gave up. She reclined against the stone steps of Longden Castle and waited for daylight's departure and her lover's return.
Her thoughts wandered...
Prelude: Red Dragon Inn, Last Night
"I need some water...Jesus....it's roasting. Someone open a window!"
Tara was acting so funny! She looked past(e)y, or was that past(e)ry? Anyway, it was all the time now, though Viki hadn't noticed it until last night.
"Jesus is roasting?"
"Would you two excuse me a moment?" Tara, as she addressed both Victoria and the dragon Icer, went running for the porch of the Red Dragon Inn.
"Okay!" Cheerful as ever, Viki settled down into Tara's throne, keeping it warm for her. It wasn't long before she took notice of the little dragon and began to ask her all kinds of questions:
1) "Uhm. Okay. I remember you from tha' other day and you made the bar really cold. Or did I just imagine that? Sometimes I do things like that."
2) "So, uhm, do you make things cold very often or only when people ask you if you make things cold very often?"
3) "Because you could so go into the ice-cube business. We could be, like, ice-cube superstars! Wha'cha think? I love dragons. I nevah met a dragon I dinnae like. I mean, I only met like two dragons, and I think yer the second. Or mebbe the third."
4) "Can I touch you? I won't touch the part where you fell. Sometimes I fall.. This one time, I fell so far, I forgot who I was."
5) "So my name's Viki. What's yers?"
By the time that Viki and Icer had their proper introductions, Tara had returned, looking rather sickly.
"Tara? Are you okie?"
"Aye, of course I am." The floorboards said she was lying but Viki paid them no attention.
"But yer all past(e)y lookin'..." Her words trailed off. She didn't want to insult her cousin, but, she didn't look so great. Her eyes found the floor immediately. It demanded her attention. "I mean! Well, maybe you should go to bed."
Whisper-whisper. The words just flew from her lips, then. She never could stay on a particular subject for very long:
"Did ya know Talomar keeps a bottle of wine in his safe?"
"How do you know what is in my fiance's safe, cousin?"
"Well the wall moved, so I opened it. It's so weird!"
"What...sort of wine?"
The girl rambled on. "I mean, who keeps wine in their safe's? Or is it saves, like, Tara saves the day! I mean, I dunno. It was a funny looking bottle. I did nuh open it." A finger had now curled into her hair and it was winding and winding and winding...
"What else was in his safe?" Tara pried.
"Nothin'. Not even a bag of gold or nothin'. Just that bottle of wine. Do you think that's the stuff that allows him to walk around in the daylight? I mean, sometimes you do, but I just assumed tha' was because you were Tara an' you were better than everyone else."
"I only walked around that one time but that was because of the eclipse, dear."
"Oh yeah. Sometimes the day looks like nighttime to me. And, wait, the other way around I meant." She placed a finger to her chin. There was something she wanted to add, something Tara needed to know about Longden. What was it?
"An' there's a lady in the room with the pretty door. Dun go in there. She got into my head for a while, an' I didn't even open the door."
Tara seemed distraught, and thus, did not process Viki's last sentence. Instead, she flung a glass of water, which went crashing to the floor (-boards with their secret-secret-secrets!) and groaned in pain.
"Cousin?"
"Yes, dear?"
"Why are you, like, all past(e)y and hunched over an' not dancing with me?"
"I jus' fed recently, sweetheart." Then, as if all of a sudden, though quite a late reaction, Tara realized Viki had mentioned that forbidden place.
"The Chapel! You didn't go in there did you!" A gasp. Tara looked terrified.
"Nau. I fell down in front of the door." Viki's eyes flickered back to Icer. "See I told you I fall down sometimes!"
"You...fell...down...in front of the door?"
"Yeah."
"The Chapel is wrong. Do not go there, ever."
"She got in my head an' I've been dreaming about her alot but I dun think she'll stay. I think she jus' wants someone to open the door. But I dun like her so I won't."
"Promise me, Victoria!"
"Uhhh. I won't Tara. I promise! I mean, I promised too, already, to David, tha' I wouldn't go in." She failed to mention Talomar's rage and David's obligation.
"You mustnt ever ever ever ever open that door! That door is off-limits! Like yer trust fund!"
"Trust fund? Oh yeah. Arden said something about that. I forgot what it was."
"I think I need to lay down."
"Talomar's castle is odd, cousin. It speaks to me. It's not like Lanrette at all. I think there are more things in the towers... Tara? What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong, dear. Just a bit tired is all." The floorboards disagreed.
Then Icer interjected, suddenly a part of things again: "I had an unexpected rider today.."
This prompted more questions from Viki:
6) "Wait! People ride you around?!"
7) "Did you turn him into ice cubes?!"
After some back and forth with the dragon, Viki returned her attention to her ailing cousin.
"Cousin. Yer nuh like you. Yer like someone else in your body."
Tara blinked. Her reply was swift. "I'm worried about the wedding plans, dear. I'm afraid it'll be a disaster."
"Nau... It won't! Maybe some people will get drunk and fight and smash things an' slash each other with swords, an' mebbe tha' guy Varick will crash it cause he hates Talomar or so I gathered from the other night, or mebbe Ayreg will crash it too and kidnap you cause I think he loooooves you, or tha' girlie Maria, who didn't seem to like you at all! Or mebbe Decker will come back an' remember who I am an' try to kill me, but, ya know, I really dun think any of that stuff will happen. Or mebbe it will all happen and you guys should just elope!"
It took Tara a while to process all of that. In the meantime, a stranger interrupted.
"'Marriage' is synonymous with 'Disaster' in at least three languages, dear."