Page 4 of I Ran Away to Evil
I had decided to set up camp close to the dragon, and while the dire wolves had woken me up in the middle of the night, they had steered clear of the fire-breathing lizard beside me.
It seemed human flesh wasn’t worth waking up a dragon.
Then, in the morning, I’d met my first troll. Bridge trolls were a delight, and Gerda’s riddles were hilarious.
What room had no windows or doors?
Amushroom! Brilliant!
The two of us had ended up having breakfast together, and Gerda had even let me use her kitchen. I might have been in there for a few hours longer than I should’ve been … but I loved baking, and the bimbleberry scones had come out particularly nice.
At least the lizardkin agreed.
When they’d seen me walk into the castle without activating any of the defenses, the two lizardkin guards had kicked up a small fuss. They didn’t want to hurt an innocent traveler—it was bad for trade. I wasn’t the only human in the dark woods, but I was probably the only one dressed in formal Drendil attire.And our kingdoms weren’t exactly on friendly terms, since my father kept sending over assassins …
I’d let them know that I had been sent here to fight King Keith, but it turned out their general wasn’t available, and the guards needed further instruction.
So now, I was cooling my heels in the guard barracks. While I waited, I checked my character sheet to make sure I was ready to go.
Name:
Henrietta Doryn of Drendil
Occupation:
Warrior Crown Princess
Level:
67
Experience Points:
15893/16750
Hit Points:
1809/1809
