not been able to sleep. I was to nervous and kept worrying about the men who we left behind. I hope they were still alive and that somehow we could still help them. “Bitting your nails is very unlike a Princess, My Lady.” He said to me rolling onto his side. I mumble through my fingers. “I wish people would stop calling me that. My Princess.... My Lady.... You know, I do have a name. I am no different from anyone else.” A few moments past before Prince Caballero ask. “What is it?” I jump replying, “What?” Turning to look at him. He smiles at me sending a shiver down my spin. “Your name.” I look nervously away saying, “Oh, it’s Dorothy like the Wizard of Oz.” He sat up then.
“You know a wizard?” I reply laughing. “Yes, a great and all powerful one.” I look back at him thinking he was joking but the look on his face showed he was serious. I shook my head saying, “What you think... Oh, no, it’s a movie.” Realizing that he had no idea what I was talking about even after I tried to explain the movie to him. I sigh, “Oh, never mind, I was making a joke. Ha ha, you know. I don’t know any wizard.” He mumble. “To bad.” I look back and find him smiling at me. I slowly exclaim, “Were you toying with me. You understood me all along. You...” His smile deepen as he said, “I’ve study human culture. The television was a fasinating subject.” I look at him questionly. He only responds leaning back on his elbow. “Know your enemy.” I grumble, “Men your all the same no matter what planet your on.” At that he merely raises an eye brow. I was still glaring at him when he points a finger saying, “Welcome to my home, Krilistian.” Turning to look, I find a huge city that was casting a brillant light in all directions. The water glitter around it reflecting the light and the city. I exclaim in a whisper. “It’s... It’s beautiful.” The city was incredible stretching out for miles in a circular pattern. The buildings were tall, yet had a natural look as if it had always been there.
There were four smaller platforms that were attached around the city. Each one had either small houses or parks on them. I could also see women men and children walking around. I look at the Prince asking. “How many people live here?”
Prince Caballero who was staring proudly at the city said. “On the surface about 100,000. But, most of our people perfer to live in the cities below. There are about 400,000 families living below the surface.” I look at him in shock not realizing that there would be so many of them. The fact that they came from another planet and made this one there home was impressive enough. But, to be able to build such a city on and below the surface of the ocean was unbelievable. The Prince looks at me saying. “Once you have rested I will show you around our city. Perhaps it will help show you that my people are not as evil as the Garlandians claim us to be.” He stood up reaching for my hand as the creature reached one of the smaller platforms.
Assisting me onto the platform the Artthians near us stop to watch us. The surprise on their faces at seeing a Garlandian with their Prince was very apparent. He holds the back of my arm as I walk beside him. The people bowing to him as we past.
Prince Caballero said, “I will show you to your room first. Then I most speak to my father about your problem.”
I look up at him feeling apprehensive. I said, “I hope room is not a fancy word for cell.” He looks down at me smiling. “I assure you my Princess, you are my guest, not my prisoner.”
The way he
said the word, my, sent shivers down my back. I wasn’t sure how long I had been asleep as I slowly set up in the large soft bed. I rub my eyes squinching them against the bright sun light that pure through the dome shaped window. The window started from the center of the ceiling and continued down forming one of the walls. Just setting from the bed I could see out at
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