A sneak peek....

At The End.
I'm still at a loss for the title of this story. Please, PLEASE if you have any suggestions, go ahead and say them. I'm getting desperate.

Anyways, here is a sneak peak at the last part of [insert title here].

The End
In which Henrietta makes a discovery (or two), a battle is fought, and we eventually arrive at happily ever after.

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Henrietta was not happy- at all. She was perfectly capable of holding her own in a battle, and he knew that. She had been fencing since the age of 7 and had defeated Max in friendly duels with wooden swords plenty of times. Yet here she was, bumping along in a carriage headed towards her father's estate several miles out of the city. She mumbled uncomplimentary phrases about Max under her breath.
"Would you stop that?" demanded Brianna. Brianna was very good at demanding.
Henrietta glared at her. Brianna glared back. Father intervened.
"Why don't you read a book, Henrietta?"
She stopped glaring at Brianna and glared at him instead. "Alright," she said. "Did you bring any books with you?" He handed her a small, thin volume. She opened it.
"A History of the Royal Family" was on the cover. It had been written recently, just 10 years ago. She opened it, thinking that her father knew her far too well. He knew that the mere sight of a book she'd never read instantly made her forget everything else, and he used it against her. Defeated, she began to read.

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Max's stepfather was inspecting his new armor. Max was in the room, being measured for his. The two of them were talking about a very serious topic generally known as war.
"What is their motive?" asked Max.
"We are," replied the king. "That crazy wizard is convinced that he can take over the kingdom."
"Idiot," said Max.
"My thought exactly," agreed his stepfather. "So anyway, his main plan is to march through the city, violently forcing the people into submission as he goes, surround the palace with dragons, and send infantry in to find us and drag us outside. He'll try to force us to submit to him. If that doesn't work- which it obviously won't -he'll give the order and those dragons of his will fry us."
"What about the soldiers? If they're still standing around when he incinerates us..."
"He doesn't care. Neither do they. They wouldn't work for him otherwise. He's done something to them so that they're incapable of emotion and thinking for themselves."
"That's horrible!" ejaculated Max. The king grunted a little as he started trying on his suit of armor. "Indeed it is, Max," he said soberly. "That's why he needs to be stopped. If not, he'll do that to the entire kingdom to prevent any uprising against him. He'll rule a nation made up of blind, unthinking machines."
Max was shocked. "Are we sure about this?"
"Our intelligence service is excellent. Each spy is trained from the age of ten to tell nothing but the plain truth. They couldn't exaggerate if they tried."
They fell silent for a while. The fellow taking Max's measurements was about to leave when Max suddenly stopped him. "Stay a moment," he said.
"What are you up to?" asked the king.