"Of course, " Larkspur said. Noticing his surprise, it dawned on her that he thought her some peasant girl from wherever this was. He had no clue who she really was. She began to grow anxious about what she should actually tell him about herself.
"How?" He asked.
Larkspur stood speechless, momentarily realizing just how much of a mess she was in for.
"Are you not a commoner?" the prince asked.
Larkspur but her lip. She thought about her options. She could lie, but he was the closest thing to a friend she had encountered so far in this world. Telling him the truth seemed crazy, but no crazier than what they had been through so far. "I'm from a different world," she finally said. The words sounding awkward even to her own ears.
"Like another country?" The prince asked.
"Like another reality," Larkspur stated, "I think I was transported magically." She was as surprised to hear the words coming from her mouth as she was to realize that she believed them.
The prince looked like he was struggling to believe her words. As she let him think, she began to grow more irritated. He had been a lindworm when she first met him and that hadn't stopped her from trying some ritual that used a magic she hadn't believed in in order to break his curse, or whatever. Was it really asking that much for him to have some faith in her words. Clearly, he already believed in the magic stiff anyway so he just had to open his mind to another reality, he, the prince who had been a lindworm. She was about to start arguing her point when he responded.
"You seem to believe what you say," said the prince. "I just have a few questions."
"Ask away," said Larkspur hopefully.
"Where do you call home?"
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"1138 Dream St., Strange, Illinois."
"What is your father's trade or station?"
"Engineer."
"What is the first thing you do when you wake up?"
"Check my phone."
The prince regarded her, "Unless you are a brilliant lunatic it would be hard to make up anything that unbelievably crazy so fast. Lindworms know all languages and I don't recognize the meaning of half of what you say. I think it most likely that you are telling the truth."
"Same," said Larkspur. Then she thought of something,"Wait, how are you sure that you can still understand all languages now that you're human."
The prince pointed to the books and said "I can read all the titles."
"They're all in English so I don't see what that proves," replied Larkspur.
The prince looked at her quizzically and responded, "Each one is in a different language, and I haven't heard of English. Endreich, yes, but that is not what the language we now speak is called." The price narrowed his eyes.
"Well, apparently one of us is a bit off," said Larkspur.
Just then there was a knock on the door. The prince walked over and opened it. A young woman in similar clothing to what Larkspur wore stood with a pile of fabric in her arms.
"For you, my lady… I mean your highness.. I think," the poor confused young woman said in a thick accent. She then brought the clothes in and laid them on the bed. "Would you like me to assist you in dressing?" She asked Larkspur.
"No, thank you," Larkspur responded quickly, not at all comfortable with the idea of a stranger dressing her.
"Where are you from?" The prince asked the young woman.
"Callise," she replied.
"Could you ask my wife something in Calliseille?" The prince asked.
"Do require anything else," the young woman asked Larkspur, te accent dropping from her voice.
"No," said Larkspur, "Accept could you do as he asked?"
The young woman looked at her confused?
"She just did," said the prince. Then he looked at the young woman and said, "You may go."
She looked very relieved and quickly left the room.
"She really spoke another language?" Larkspur asked.
"Yes," replied the prince, "She most certainly did." Then he regarded Larkspur. "It would seem you are part lindworm as well," he stated, but Larkspur saw the gleam of humor in his eye. "More likely, the magic that transported you here also gave you the ability to understand any
language here. That makes sense. I have decided that I definitely believe you."
"Well, I suppose that's good," said Larkspur. "You probably prefer not being married to a brilliant lunatic," she said recalling his previous words.
"It might have been fun," the prince replied with a shrug. "At least a woman from another reality isn't too boring, though," as he finahed saying this he smiled at Larkspur in a way that almost seemed flirtatious.