"It just has to be me! I have to be the villain! Oh, I am very sure Zephyr is about to send me to prison again. All because of that cursed wretch!!" Dorianna spat angrily, continuing with a string of profanities as she paced around the garden.
"Please, you need to calm down, Dorianna. If that happens, then we will turn Jareth in. I don't know why we are not doing that already," Raula said with a shrug, not looking up from her knitting.
They were in the garden, their favorite spot. The large space was cool as evening approached, but Dorianna was hot and bothered. With a grunt, she stalked to a chair, sat down, and crossed her legs with a heavy sigh. Then she turned her attention to her best friend.
"You really want us to turn him in?" she asked.
"Yes, I do," Raula said without batting an eye.
"Even after you know that he did it for you?" Dorianna asked, a raised eyebrow signaling her disbelief.
