The doors flew open and a procession of slow moving but perfectly in time motions stepped into the polished halls. Zombies, the pale blue skin and white hair and a horribly perfumed smell as if someone thought they sufficiently covered up the stink by rubbing herbal medication over it. The building wasn't actually shaking but with how rhythmic the marching was it felt like it. The Zombies were carrying something, a palanquin with a sheer cloth over it obscuring it's occupant. There was something strange about that. You didn't quite connect what it was before you realized Marjorie had started moving towards what she could only perceive as an obvious threat to your safety Zombies didn't just 'show up'. She bisected the whole leading line at the waist leading to the whole palanquin to tip forward and a indignant squeal could be heard from the rider.
The owner of the zombie parade tumbled out in her black dress and long white gloves, the light blue hair finally giving you that last little bit of information on who exactly this person was... a little too late as she tumbled right into you completely bowling you into the ground under her. "What indignity is this!" She practically screeched lifting herself back up... and bringing you with her plastered face first into her butt. "Lowly Knight thou dare strike mine property!" Her body was starting to smoke with black energy when the sound of shoes clacking against stone caught her attention.
The Queen entered the hall and her commanding presence killed the brewing conflict. "Princess Necrotis, Forgive our young knight I had only just heard of your arrival the moment you stepped beyond our gates. The prince is in a vulnerable place and thus swift action has been prioritized." Marjorie looked quite bashful at the moment, you probably would have found it cute.
"I suppose, perhaps if appropriate contrition should be paid." The noble girl was not exactly of equal standing with the Queen but she was one of few that could stand in the same chamber and not be suffocated by the authority.
"Consider it to be done, Marjorie where is the Prince." The Queen did ask the hard questions and Marjorie's eyes drifted to the spoiled girl's backside and she suddenly had a dry mouth.
"He um, That is to say Prince Jack he um." She was trying to find the words to put it gently
"Oh out with it you insufferable thing." The Necromancer prompted rudely
"He's stuck to Princess Necrotis from her tumble." she finally spit out
You were not exactly happy with how this Princess was treating your favorite knight but you were discovered so there was that. The Queen managed not to let out an exasperated sigh but Arrina looked positively delighted. She snapped her fingers and more Zombies broke off from the fallen vehicle and attended her. The distinctly female zombies ripped you off gently so as to not harm the fabric you were stuck to and then handed your scrunched up form to their blue haired master.
"Fascinating! And you say he is capable of feeling these things, I can't imagine how it might feel." Normally it would sound like she was being empathetic but something about the way she said that made you feel like she wasn't thinking about how bad it was for you.
The Queen cleared her throat again "Yes well, I suppose since you've already acquainted..."
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