*Princess Belasarius*
It did not, in fact, work. At least, not for very long. We got away with it at first because McAllister was so tired from searching for us that, when we turned up, that was the extent of her caring. My father was quite a different matter.
“You could have been kidnapped, or murdered!" bellowed my father. He was a bit too old to shout like he reportedly used to, but his voice still commanded, and the shape of the throne room definitely helped add the necessary reverberation to his voice to leave me quaking.
“The fault is mine," said Gravestone, who stepped between me and my father. “It was her idea, but I could have talked her out of it. Please, I should bear the punishment."
“I have a better idea. How about you BOTH bear the punishment?" the King replied. “I was
