Priscilla stepped into the store and struggled not to wrinkle her nose, or show how much she disdained this place. Ironically, that dislike for the gaming store was the reason why she found herself huddled with all her too large backpack in a corner, away from sight.

She just needed a rest, someplace to hide from her father and his people. The surveillance team he'd set on her had already found her twice, but then she'd gone places they'd expect from her. Why did her father want her to marry that man so badly? Why was it so important?


Priscilla tried to blend in with the other people inside the store, and started looking at the rows of games, at the comic books and toys. What was it about a little ball of pink that was so interesting? Two plumbers fighting hordes of evil to save a princess from a spikey fire breathing turtle, she'd never heard of anything so absurd!

Kat Dakuu: