Lord Allen

Lord Allen sat on his throne....the youngest lord there could ever be... but he was lord of the three lands....he stretched out his hand to spread like a cloth on the hand of the throne...he rolled his head and stared into space...he seemed to be smelling something.....

" My lord...." Bianca a girl of her early twenties walked into his presence....there were slaves rolling a dinning table behind her covered in varieties of food

" Are we having a party Bianca? We don't waste food...." Allen warned and got down his throne....he sat on the seat arranged for him and pulled a bowl to wash his hands..... lucious walked in....he fell on his knees in front of Allen's dinning table

" My lord superior....I'm in grave danger...." Lucious reported

" One you are party to..." Allen Intruded....he didn't take a peep at the pathetic looking deity who had obviously traveled miles just to see him.....

" My lord...." Lucious cryed again

" Lucious!" Allen yelled hitting the table...the dishes made a crack sound and shmmmk sounds too but landed still intact on the table.... Allen stood to his feet...

" You are party to what you face....you have the power in your arms to year apart.... Natasha is your bride. The day you see her as you...that day your sorrow will disappear....for the way to fight a conflict is dialogue or love" Allen wasn't done talking....his was kept reeching but everything was fading....the mansion and banquet...the servant and slaves ...lord Allen too.... everything turned into the desert

Allen was the Lord of the land of fantasy....the third land. .. and the highest of all ,..,miss civilized.... but no one ever found the land except Allen wanted you to..,he knew everything....

Natasha paced up and down in her room...most annoying... memwell was quivering like a soaked chicken....she felt like tearing him in pieces...

" Don't do that idiot...man up" she screamed in his face snatching him up by the neck

" I'm a slave your majesty...I can't man up" he coughed out to her...

Tasha needed help now ... going back to Mariposa now means creating more problems...more enemies...she needed advise... expecially now

" Tell me where he took her" Tasha turned back to him... releasing her grip around his neck

" I couldn't know your majesty....I fled as you'd bidden me" memwell reported....

" What should I do...? What can I do??" Tasha kept ranting....she tucked her fingers into her hair....she wish she could pull out every single black strand.....her skin was turning white and she was floating a little inch above the ground....

" You could see the Lord of fantasy....lord Allen...the Lord of the three lands" memwell mumbled....there was a part of him that told him Melissa wasn't there but his royal majesty prince lucious certainly would...

" That's a journey of twelve days memwell...lord Allen will not want to be seen" Tasha complained ..her feet landed on the ground and her face turned smooth... like a sense of satisfaction had crawled in....she had a little grin on her face... only her mouth was saying something else

" Except we give him a reason to find us....it could take longer than twelve days but we'd persist...pack our things ... and Melissa's too...we have to leave before lucious arrives" Natasha said. .there was haste in her.... memwell immediately started repacking the bags that Tidings had earlier unpacked...

He was snappy ...they dashed out of the room and down to the carriage.... well it was almost Dawn ...the rains had subsided ....

Tidings flushed open the carriage door and she rushed in..... memwell put the logage in the load section...since he was male...he sat with Tidings.... Tidings wiped the horses with the wipes and they rushed off the Smith soil of bugland.

Melissa woke up in a shabby looking room...she could see stars running around her head with glittering lights....she managed to stand up but she was staggering...she say a ray filter into the dark room....she moved closer to the door and opened it...she was blinded by the sun....hot and fierce on her skin...she shaded her eyes with her hands and stepped out the threshold....the sand was hot....she was somewhere in the desert

She turned around to see only sand at every far end....she felt rejuvenated ...ran ahead and starred into the distance...she turned to the house she'd previously come out from but it wasn't there anymore....she was confused

" But I don't understand" Melissa cried....the desert was always a mystery....she wasn't supposed to come out...

Any slave would totally understand that this could be a way to escape but Melissa was rather confused...the spell of ownership that princess Natasha had placed on her is making her yearn for Natasha....she looked around and screamed

" Your majesty.....where are you?"

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Natasha was on a camel ....the camel was led by Tidings who grudgingly walked on the heavy hot sand .... memwell led another camel which carried all the load...

Natasha head the call of Melissa....she could trace the voice since she had a disappearing spell ...she waved her fingers in the air and her cyclone appeared...she entered it ....in few seconds....she appeared back on the camel with Melissa behind her....