Chapter 32:
Everyone gathered around the open scroll, eager and expectant. Fiona then pulled out a fine ink pen. She began to scribble on the scroll.
“Look, this is where we are right now.” Fiona drew an X in the middle. “This is the Daffodil Acres castle, and this is the Ruby Cross castle.” She drew a D beside the X and an R a few decimetres further southeast. “And this is where Helen and my cousin Linda have their strongest defences.” Fiona outlined lines on the north side of the D and the south side of the R. She poked the lines. “The soldiers will guard the castles with their lives, for Linda is residing in the Daffodil Acres while Helen is planting herself in Ruby Cross. But they are moving.”
“Moving? What do you mean?” Samson frowned as he took in the information.
“Helen is at Daffodil Acres right this moment, speaking to Linda. Helen doesn’t like to stay in the same place all the time. She is teleporting constantly, so she will be hard to counterattack. She is quick and agile.”
Fiona sighed, and continued, pushing her short hair back behind her pointy ears. “And in the castles, there are also many guards scattered around the rooms. But they are lazy guards, and they don’t pay attention well. One time I sneaked right past them and they didn’t even ask for my ID. Huh, such imbeciles…”
“Wait, you said ‘they’ are moving. So Linda won’t necessarily stay in Daffodil Acres either?” Marilynn scratched her head.
“Yes, but she will only venture around the castle. My cousin is an idle soul, so she likes to relax and let loose. But once she is alert, she is very strong. We cannot underestimate her either.”
King William coughed and began to speak. “So in order to attack Linda in Daffodil Acres, we must venture in through the south gate and catch her distracted? It sounds simple to me.”
“Not that simple, mister.” Fiona closed her eyes momentarily. “Yes, you are right, but I can sense that Linda is more alert nowadays, with Marilynn and Samson intruding and all these things that have been happening. So it will be difficult to catch her distracted. But if we can, our chances of winning will be great.”
“Then, what about Helen? How do we face her off?” Marilynn thought deeply.
Queen Lily suddenly laughed. “Save the best for last, dear,” she said.
Marilynn chuckled. “I see.”
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
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