Chapter 8:

'Then we'll make it rain.'

The whole room went silent for a while and then they all burst out laughing. Everyone, except the queen.

Cyran frowned and shouted 'What??'

'Do you think yourself as the god of rain or something?' one of them laughed mockingly.

'ThEn LEt's MaKE it RAIn' one of them mocked.

The queen frowned and held out her hand, gesturing them to stop.

'I'm don't believe in things I can't see. Prove it to me. You have 24 hours.' her voice echoed down the hall as she rushed outside the room.

Kara had quietly snuck in the room before her mother or the guards could see her.

She wanted to see if the boy really was the genius he claimed to be.

Cyran just stood there for a couple of seconds before he sighed deeply.

'Wow, ok. These people are really backwards.' he accidentally said it out loud.

The dungeon guard came to him. He looked as calm as ever.

'I wanted to return this.' he replied.

He held out the shiny, ticking metal watch. It was made of pure platinum, something only the most richest people could afford.

He held out his platinum watch they gave back to him.

He paused for a few minutes before looking at him.

'Thanks.' He finally replied.

The red-head smiled and said: 'You can call me Jerome.'

And followed the queen quickly.

He remembered when the commander gave his father the watch. It was a real honor since commanders don't usually hand out expensive goods like that.

'At least they didn't steal this.' he sighed and stared at the time.

It had completely stopped.

Maybe because it went through a space warp where the rules of space and time don't count there.

The watch was the only thing he had in memory of his parents.

He had remembered his dad fiddling with it when he was bored, making cool, new improvements to it.

'Groth, identify planet and time period.' he whispered.

It may not work anymore, but he still wanted to try.

'Planet and time period identified. You are currently on 1540 Earth. Species count: approxiamting to 13.67 million species. Collecting data: none found!' it chimed.

'1540?1540?!' he gasped.

Kara, who was watching all this stood there too stunned to react. What in bloody hell was that?

She wanted to run as fast she can and tell her mother, but she decided to wait for more.

'Process more information about this time period.' he commanded.

The watch followed with a shiny, blue light.

'Collecting data from backup server.....processing...1245676 details found about the year 1500 till 1600.' it answered with a huge number of articles, magazines, news and websites.

'what in the world!' Kara gasped a little louder than she intended.

Cyran looked around shocked.

'Who's there now?' he groaned.

She finally decided to face him and came out of the hiding place. The boy was just as handsome as they had described.

Porcelain skin, bright blue eyes that shine like diamond, Shorter than her and hair that is the color of lavender, or maybe a little lighter.

'It's me! princess Kara Maguire, and heir to the throne. I demand your respect and admiration, and bow down to me before you speak. I may be little, but don't you dare go and underestimate me you underling!' she blabbed.

To be honest, she was falling apart already.

'Ok, and what do you want?' he replied ignoring her monologue.

Her face went red as he ignored her and she spoke in a high-pitched voice: 'Who are you?'

He raised an eyebrow and stared at her for some time before replying.

'So you saw everything?' he asked with a tint of darkness in his tone.

She didn't know how to to reply to this question, if she said she did, will he do something horrible to her, like cut off her fingers one by one?

She shuddered at the thought.

'Yo i am asking you!' He called her.

Still no reply.

He tapped her on her hair, don't know why he did that, maybe he just thought it was fluffy and brown like roasted marshmallow.

She slapped his hand away from her head, and pushed him to the ground and put her sword at the tip of his face.

'Not another word!' she barked.

He was stunned and raised both his hands.

'Hey, I was just asking!' he shrieked.

she pulled and adjusted her hair, taking every element of his touch out of it.

'sorry...' he shaked.

Not only is the queen scary, so is her daughter.

She said nothing and snatched his watch he was holding.

'Hey!' he protested but she tightned her grip on the sword, making him retreat again.

'What kind of magic is this?' she fiddled with it.

It strangely reminded him of the way his father used to do, tinkering it like it was made of magic and that he wanted to solve the mystery of the watch.

'I-it's a watch. His name is Groth.' he replied meekly.

she glared at him and observed it carefully.

'How did you get this?'

'My father gave it to me.'

'How did he get it?'

'From the commander...'

'From who now?'

'From...look I'll explain it to you, but I'm kinda out of time now, since your scary mother wants me to make it rain within 24 hours.'

She didn't question him further, just scowled at him.

'Alright, but I'm staying with you till you finish your experiment.' she replied.

He didn't want her to stay, but it looked like he had no other choice.

'B-but there's supposed to be Jerome guarding me.' he replied as he pointed towards the door where a faint sillouhete could be seen.

Kara walked out and spoke something with him. He bowed and left the hall, leaving him completely alone, with his scary demon-princess.

'Now I'm supposed to stay and watch you.' she smirked.

'Fineee...' he sighed and took out a paper.