“29 plus the princess,” I repeated. I then looked at him, “Why are you messing with me? Why are you sending me these dreams? I’m not the princess she is. She’s the one you want to sacrifice on that altar, not me. Why are you bothering me?” I asked, and the whole room exploded into accusations about me.
“Why would we want an imposter,” he said, he then looked around and laughed, “You have no idea who she is do you? No idea. Oh, that was a good trick. Wow if I would have known that trick would be so great, I wouldn’t have told you,” he said happily.
“What the hell are you talking about who is she?” the queen demanded.
“She’s one of them,” Mrs. Bryant said angrily.
“You’ll know once she touches, the orb,” the old man said, in a sing-song way.
The queen looked at me then the king said, “
