Scene 3

Open the scene with Quelan sitting in his room, doing something to occupy his time such as reading a book, or writing. A knock on the door causes Quelan to look up from whatever he is doing.

Quelan: The door is unlocked.

Sarah smiles, as she enters, holding a tray, on which is a goblet. Quelan instantly gets up, and glares at her.

Quelan: What do you want, Sarah?

Sarah: (innocently) I only came to offer you a cup of wine, in apology for what happened earlier. I shouldn't have slapped you, and you have all rights to disuade your parents from this marriage. (aside to herself) Even if it has been planned since we were children.

Quelan: (suspicious) What sort of wine?

Sarah: Just a newly imported flavor. (giggles) Red wine, made by the elven people down South. I'm certain you'll just love it.

Quelan eyes the goblet, before reaching out and taking it from the tray. Sarah sets it aside, as Quelan stares into the goblet. Finally, sighing and deciding to chance it, Quelan takes a long gulp of the red wine, and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

Quelan: Not bad. A bit tart, but no--(drops the goblet and gasps)

Sarah: (worried) What's the matter? What's wrong, Quelan?

Quelan falls to his knees, grabbing his stomach and groaning. Sarah starts looking around in worry, eyes wide.

Quelan: (Through clenched teeth) What did you do to me, you little--(painful scream)

Quelan falls to the floor with a loud thump, the lights flicker and Sarah gasps, hand to her mouth.

Sarah: On my god, what do I do, what do I do? Mother must have given me the wrong potion! Oh, god! (Frantic) I know! I'll just....I'll just make it seem as if Quelan ran away. Yes. That's it...He ran off because of fear of commitment! And he left all his money to me. Yes. Yes. That's it.

She looks around quickly, before rushing to Quelan's desk. As she quickly scribbles out a note.

Sarah: (reads over her letter) 'Dear mother and father, I have departed in hopes of finding the true love of my life. I shall never return, for I realize that the life of royalty isn't the life for me. Please, give all my riches to Sara, in apologies for leaving her at the proverbial alter. Your Son, Quelan.' Yes...that's good.

Sarah looks around frantically again, before grabbing the comforter from Quelan's bed, and wrapping it around his body.

Sarah: (takes a deep breath before screaming) Oh guards! Guards! Please, come quick!

Two men come running, and Sarah shakilly points at the covered body.

Guard 1: What's the matter, m'lady?

Sarah: (shakilly) Quelan is gone, and he has murdered a servant! Please, do not look at the mangled body, just dispose of it, please! (She covers her face, and pretends to sob)

Guard 2: Yes, m'lady.

Both Guards grab two end of the bundled body, and drag it from the stage, leaving Sarah fakely heaving sobs. When all three are gone, Sarah peeks between her fingers, before letting her hands fall. Grabbing the letter she recently wrote from the desk, she looks it over, before readying herself for another 'performance'. Letting out a wail of concern, Sarah runs from the room, yelling: "Your Majesties! Your Majesties, Quelan is gone!"

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