At first light we prepared to get a move on. Spreading her arms Gwen was ready to carry me in my standard damsel position but i had another thing planned. I desired to test how fast my new bleached grieves would allow me to travel .Also i wanted to see how much my cloak camouflaged worked. Since my little brush up with death a while back i knew it was paramount that i was able to defend myself.

"Ahh i know i said we would leave early morning but i want to test the new gear, i think here is the perfect place to do that"

"Ok , ill teach you how to use a gun properly when we hit the camp" she said as she crossed her arms and put one leg on a tree, she liked doing that pose must be her style.

I would try least dangerous to most dangerous just incase i pass out again. I had a habit of doing that .None of the equipment came with a manual of any kind but the ring was automatic, so it had to be dummy proof. So first is the cloak.

"Stealth!, hide, camouflage," i said loudly none of which worked .That would be very un-sneaky though so i understood .If none of that worked how about a motion .I grabbed the ends of my cloak and threw it around me in a circular manner. That didn't work either , was i just going to spend all day trying to figure out how to disappear?

"Oh that's neat, where'd you go"

Huh i was standing right here, in the brightest cloths imaginable,

"normally you're jokes have some class to them"

"I'm not joking dipshit , you're invisible"

Oh mhh let me test it. Even though i didn't need to tip toe, i tip toed over to her left and started making the dumbest face's i could think of. She didn't seem to be reacting so i guess it really worked.

"i can still feel and smell your breath keep that in mind, dont do anything i wouldn't approve of"

"What fun is stealth if you couldn't use it to your fulfill your most deviant needs"

I was only jesting but knowing her should we be up all night thinking about what i meant and that was reward enough. Anyway we had a more pressing matter at hand how did i dissapear. Instantly when i thought the phrase disappear i reappeared. My sudden manifestation so close to Gwen spooked her. This would be really useful i was starting to get excited , Next is the shoe's , should i just start running that would probably work. Before i could even get a chance to try them out

"To use them all you got to do is stomp twice with your foot .I had to say something before you hurt yourself"

Tapping my foot i saw two blue rectangles come out of the side of the greaves.

"start slow trust me"

Taking her advice i started at a slow jog, feeling my feet accelerate at a unreasonable pace. I was wizzing past trees they looked blurry to my human eye the only reason i could avoid hitting them was the blessed eye .I was starting to get used to it after a few minutes jumping around and flying about ,miraculously with no accidents. When i returned to Gwen i came to an sharp awareness my legs were on fire. My body was inexperienced when it came to physical activity and what i did in the span of 3 minutes attributed to running 2 marathons.

"AHHH" i screamed in agony grabbing my ankles and rolling around on the ground

Looking at me with a dirty glane she said

"Ok you've tested enough lets go"

Ahh just when i was regaining my confidence, life just wont let me forget it. I needed to get stronger .

"Hey gwen ... could you teach me how to work out?"

"trying not to be so skinny? I wish i could but i don't know if you noticed i don't have muscles just metal .I'm sure you'll get plenty strong when i teach you how to shoot"

That's true, how did i not perceive that. she was so naturally strong i just had the assumption that she was always working on her abs or something .My calves were killing me though so i just let her take me. I might have to ask a beastkin or maybe on the rare chance i might see another human. If it turns out my body just isn't meant for big a buff brute , ill see about how good my shooting eye is.

4 hours later we arrived at the base of the terrestrial base .My leg were still aching but i could walk so i did my best not to feel, it no pain no gain.

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

"So where are we going?"

"Going back to my room i, if im going to teach you to shoot i need my trusty Farquahar, its my oldest love"

she named her guns? What type of situations could they have been in together for her to think it needed a name? i feel sorry for the chap whose head she's blown off.

"I can read your expression , trust me once you learn to shoot and get acquainted with her , you're gonna name this baby"

she said pointing to my plasma rifle who i had to admit looked pretty sweet .Though i think that that's a too much of a stretch, i mean its a inanimate object.

After spending so much time outside it just felt so weird to be back to this place. So much had happened in the span of just 1 week that it felt alien to me.I still couldn't get used to all the stares but it didn't feel nearly as bad anymore knowing i wasn't alone. Sensing my discomfort she i could see her force herself to walk closer to me, no idea what that meant but i appreciated the gesture. I actually had no suggestion of her age but i doubted it would be easy to suppress years of bigotry in a week. No one was doing anything so things were going good.

"Gwendolyn, a word with you, you too animal"-Anathasia

i knew that voice, i might have jinxed myself.it was a voice i disliked but maybe it would be quick.

"Yes my royal princess" she vocalized strolling over to the princess.

I just followed wordlessly, Anathasia had a fine way of jogging a mans memory that he was a capture. What i thought would be a loud rebuking turned into what i would only describe as whispering contest between Anathasia and Gwen. Every time they would look at me then whisper making it apparent they were saying something about me. After 5 minutes

Gwen said "Farron you're needed in the Council of 6",

Hinting in her tone that it was best i don't resist and just come. So i did just that as Anathasia strutted in front with me and Gwen behind her. Throughout the walk misses princess kept glancing back at me and Gwen, our newfound closeness must have surprised her .I wanted to rub it in her face but now was not the time and place.

We arrived at a place that i had to point out had a orderly elegance to it, everything was very symmetrical. On the sides were columns of seats with what had to be 30000 or more zyanites in them, there must've been great discipline because all of them were hushed. In the center featured an superbly made purple and yellow design of what i could i assume to be their nations flag. There was a face in the circle that looked like Anathasia's own but much more well executed , it looked like her mom if robots had them. Then around it were 6 floating judge desk with main bodies already in them. Each seat had a size difference in order to tell status difference , it reminded me of the Gwens room podium. The seat on the far left was empty but i quickly saw Gwen assume that position... i guess she wasn't kidding when she said knights were hot shit .In the middle left was Anathasia who got up there in one bound, next to her was a Very large male zyanite who i assumed to be one of the rulers he was wearing a red suit, with black under shirt and a golden lapel. To the right of him was the very same figure engraved under my feet only difference was she had metallic ginger hair ,a silver complexion and was wearing a golden fur wrap in harmony with the king. On her right was my main man Remiel who was wearing a black and white suit and crown, and next to him was a beastkin. I think this is who we was talking about earlier, after seeing Beara i didn't know what to expect, wasn't she on another planet though? She had gray scaly skin with a beak, green hair ,a rather petite yellowish shell that's right she was a turtle beast. She was wearing a white gown but the back cut out so that you could see her shell. I was at a loss for words maybe this was racism but i assumed she would be a catgirl, bunny or something furry, this expanded my horizons.

"Let the trial begin" The King zyanite said with a resounding deep voice then standing up and clapping his hands once for dramatic effect.

What was i on trial for who knew , guess i would find out.