The choice
"Alright, I'll give you a chance. But I would like tho ask
something of you. If you are successful, I would like to ask your hand
in marriage."he says to you.
You blush and repliy,"My answer is yes....but...what is I don't
succeed?"
The prince turns a dull,faint shade of green at the thought.
"Either you succeed or the witch will kill you. Many of our
finest men went and never returned. The only way that I escaped was
because there was another man with me. The witch got him, and swore
that someday she would get me too," the prince said, his eyes
turning a dark shade of gray.
"I will just have to risk it then,"you reply.
"If that is how you truely feel, then you can start in the
morning. I can already see that nothing I do or say will make you
change your mind. But I wish you wouldn't go."
The Alexander looks you over for a moment. You can sense that he is
considering more tan one thing about you. That thought makes you a
little uneasy about the door being locked.
