because I am evil

[thanate]

I am so evil that this is what I did to dispatch chapter six (for the time being)

“Thank you, your Majesty,” she said when the highly decorated steward who had announced her bowed his way out of the room, and the King had invited her to tell her tale.

CHEATING!!!!
--raised by Death,
INSERT STORY HERE! SOMETHING EXCESSIVE BUT ACTUALLY NOT STUPID! PHOEY, DARNIT. (also include description of king—twitchy? overweight? generally sketchy in some way, and ministers not too much better, really)

“Indeed,” the king agreed when she came to a stop. “What a truthful child you are.” He turned to one of his ministers and muttered something in an almost-audible undertone that sounded quite patronizing.
“Thank you, your Majesty,” Dunyazade said again. “I really should appologize, though. I didn’t really come to tell you a story and try to inherit the throne.”
The king turned back to her, his nose tilted at a disbelieving angle. “Oh? And what did you come here for?”
“I came to tell your Majesty that your son Roland isn’t actually dead. I—don’t know where he is, but he’s still alive somewhere, and--“
“You’re a liar!” exclaimed the king, furiously. And nothing Dunyazade could say would persuade him otherwise.

I may go around asking everyone what the biggest lie they can think of is. Although I don't know that I'm likely to get anything useful that way... I think my problem is that most of the basic scenarios of this sort involve sorts of things Dunyazade wouldn't think of (you know, like hunting stories... mice don't do so much of that in the general run of things...)

In any case, I am actually working on chapter seven now, and Argent has discovered and is about to meet Xanthias and the donkey. But... this may happen tomorrow.

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[kittymaru.livejournal.com]

I find that the best lies are usually the small ones. Because often the truth is more unbelievable than the fantasy.