"Well, surprise!" She almost tips over at my voice. "Aaaah!" She whips around at me, then throws a pillow at my face. "How dare you scare me like that!" I shrug. "Honestly, it's not my fault if you don't notice me enter. Also, you've got a few questions to answer, Boobs Mackenzie!" She puts her hands on her hips and thrusts out her breasts at me. "Oh, yeah? You wanna go, then?" I shrug and crack my knuckles. I dash forward with a right hook, and she...it happened in a flash. One moment, I was lunging towards her, I caught a flash of speeding boob, and I got knocked across the room.
One of the soldiers below looks up and says in a heavy Austrian accent, "Do zey have to do zat every day? It sounds like zey are getting a little extreme up there." Another solider walks by and puts a hand on his shoulder, also speaking with a German accent, "Don't try it. You'd be in ze hospital for weeks if you interrupted them. I should know, I have a Mad Hatter, and zey are comparatively docile! Just think about what a Minotaur-related one could do to you!" The first soldier nods. "Jawohl, sir."
I pull myself off the floor and raise my hands in an expression of peace. "All right, all right! I won't hurt you." I stand up and dust myself off. "Fancy that, the Germans mistaking me for a Jerry. From what I heard, this was a neutral town." She snorts angrily and storms off somewhere. I settle into a lounge chair and kick back. "Remember when we where in the war together? You were such a rookie. You even insisted that you fly the plane! You said that you flew a crop duster before, you could handle it. Oh no, don't mind me, the ace pilot and all...sure, you can fly the plane, you said! It was only your SECOND time flying!" I cross my arms, and the Holstaur walks in again holding up an old, cepia picture. I stare intently at it. "Who's this fellow, then? He's like a dead ringer, that's what!" She explains to me, "That's my husband. The marriage was quite rushed, though. He seemed like he wanted to get out of there at the first opportunity. He always did love flying." I raised a hand to console her. "How long did you know your husband?" She sniffles and looked up at me. "About twelve days." My eyebrows shot up, and I crouched slightly, hands spread out. "You mean to say you've only known the guy for twelve days, and you married him? What about me? You've known me for eight years!" She looks over to the side, cocking her head. "Oh, the Imps told me he'd be a good husband, and I didn't really wanna disagree..." My shocked expression only worsens at this news. "A PAIR OF IMPS TRICKED YOU INTO FORCEFULLY MARRYING THE MILITARY ADVISOR OF THE ENENMY SIDE, AND YOU HIT ME IN THE FACE WITH A PILLOW?"
By now, the soldiers downstairs are getting a little suspicious. "Vat's going on up zere? Ze beloved Rauser pilot seems to acting strange...very strange indeed..."
I hear footsteps from the stairwell, and I turn to her in exasperation. "Look, just come with me, okay? I'll whisk you away from all these soldiers. It'll be just you and me, out in the countryside. No-one watching your every move, no more gunshots echoing in the street. Please!" She hesitates, and someone knocks on the door. "Mein König?" She leaps into my arms, and I leap out the window. I carry her to an army jeep parked nearby, ignoring the shouts of the soldiers. I leap into the driver's seat, start up the engine, and hit the gas. Bullets ping against the back, and I duck. "Stay down! They're shooting at us!" I manage to drive away, into the country. She sits upright next to me. "So, did you even know your husband in the first place?" She thinks about it, then nods. "I knew his name. I didn't get to know his taste, though..." She looks at the floor in melancholy, and with one hand, I caress her cheek. "Don't worry, my love. You will always have me." She smiles, then leans over and kisses me. The jeep slowly veers off to the side of the road, and I swerve to avoid smashing into a fence. "Tell me. What was the name of the man who was referred to as 'König' by his bodyguard?" She softly whispers....
"TheJanadianKing."