Ms Jenny did not approve of the new Charles. He was indeed a clone, and a bad one at that. Not only had he abducted her, but also had her brought to the wastelands of Mosestaria. It was dead cold freezing and her so-called fiancé hadn’t even bothered to give her some cold weather clothes. How silly of her to trust and love a clone. Somebody’s pushing his buttons and he’d betray her just like a…well…a clone.
“Ms Sissy clone”, she heard a frightening voice say in an awkward, yet sarcastic tone. It had to be the Chieftain. He still hadn’t accepted the masculine transformation of Charles. Maybe he was right about that. “Master, I bring you the Empress of Jennymaesia”, she could hear her former fiancé saying. “I can’t see her, where is she?” the scary voice responded. “In my very large suitcase!” Charles said robotically.
“Oh, is that so?” the voice said surprisingly loud. Charles opened the suitcase. “Here she is!” he said proudly. The Chieftain took a good look. “What a pleasant surprise! You finally made it to pay me a visit”, he laughed out loud. Ms Jenny hadn’t been this frightened since her first appearance as a flyer for the Crimson Tide cheerleading team.