We left Mr. Where. Nyx led me towards the dark castle. As we neared the draw bridge, I saw two guards. Nyx walked right up to them. "You're not aloud in here," they told her in unison. She held a watermelon in each hand. It suddenly hit the guards. Nyx held up the spring. She gripped my hand tightly.

She threw it at the ground and we went flying through the air. I felt free for a moment. I felt like I was completely free. Nyx pulled out a sword and held it in front of us. I turned and saw people watching us, mostly guards. "Hey!" some of them yelled. As we neared the window, I could see a figure. It ran. Then, we crashed through the window.

I tumbled onto Nyx. I scrambled off of her, and she groaned. I looked up. Mrs. Darkson was watching us. She was wearing a black dress with long sleeves and a long cape that dragged behind her. She had an evil crown on her head. I ran to her. She fell to her knees and I hugged her. "Amanda!" she exclaimed.

"Mrs. Darkson!" I exclaimed. I just wanted to cry in her arms. She let go and held my shoulders.

"How did you get here?" she asked. I turned towards Nyx, who was shocked I was hugging the queen.

"Nyx helped me," I told her. Mrs. Darkson stood up and walked over to Nyx. Nyx bowed.

"H-Hi, Qu-Queen Elise," she stuttered nervously.

"Thank you, Nyx," Mrs. Darkson told her. She hugged her. I giggled at Nyx. She was stiff and she was actually a bit red. Mrs. Darkson let go of her. "Nyx, call me Mrs. Darkson," Mrs. Darkson told her. She nodded. Suddenly, guards burst in.

"Stay away form Queen Elise!" they shouted.

"Stop!" Mrs. Darkson shouted at them. They stopped dead in their tracks. "They're okay," she told them. The guards immediately left. "It's getting late. I'll show you to your rooms," she said. We nodded in unison. She led Nyx to a room, then me.

We walked in together. She closed the door. "Did Trevor send you here?" she asked. I nodded and sat on the bed. "I don't understand how I became a queen here. It must be for a reason though," she told me, and she sat on the edge of the bed.

"Mrs. Darkson, is it true you are the most powerful monster?" I asked. She sighed.

"Yes," she told me slowly. "Would you like to see?" I looked at her closely, and nodded very slowly. "Can you promise me you won't run away?" she asked. I nodded, still slow. She sighed and closed her eyes. Suddenly, I could see fangs. She took off her cape, and as it fell, two big wings came down her back along with spikes. Her fingernails grew long like claws. She open her eyes. They were a dark red. It was scary. She took my hand. I hugged her.

"Thank you," she told me. She let go of me and I laid on the bed. "Good night," she whispered. She picked up her cape and handed it to me. "Let this keep you warm," she told me. She left the room. I fell asleep.