[indent]The Principality began conversing between each other. Perhaps, Tahlia had captured the favor of the Principality. Perhaps things were turning up for them. Though, the hopeful feeling did not last... 

Soon after Tahlia had finished, Echo made her own move. It was outside of the box. Far, outside the box. 

Gasps permeated, pervaded the throne room. Echo knew not of what she had done, but she better not expect forgiveness. None, would be spared. Her action be best the equivalent of poison- venom in vial poured in the tongues of every alien monarch, and even into the mouths of her very own crew. But that was no longer [i]her[/i] crew, she was no longer apart of them. Echo had to be separated. 

[i]"Strierot!"[/i] the loathed profanity was cursed first by the aquatic queen, apart of a race known as the [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/6f/93/a8/6f93a82e482b1179e681681bee5db2a0.jpg]Keiko[/url]... This curse interrupted Pseudo as he was still in progress of translating all of what Rend said. 
 
The others joined in the chant, [i]"Strierot! Strierot! Strierot!"[/i]

[color=B0E0E6]"Strierot: in a human translation...,"[/color] Pseudo began, as it even seem to react in fluster, grabbing the shoulders of both Owen Tahlia, turning them to explain. [color=B0E0E6]"It means heretic. They have escalated the extremity of the crime. Treacherous heretic. This is a sin against the Divine Regency! Your monarchical disorder means nothing to them now. It is most fortunate to leave. I will beg the request for departure before further chaos unravels."[/color] Pseudo rotated around to the superiors to which he witness, just as all in the room did, Echo darted with bullets charged with electrifying shocks. The bolts, coursing through from the inside and out, left her screaming while trembling. 

As guards adorn in royal ceremonial armor encircled the insurgent, Pseudo jolted in his head in a sideways rotation, though not fully facing either from the crew, [color=B0E0E6]"Only one of you was correct about the current state of the human rule. And he is not here. If there is to be any respect, a clear governing body would be appropriate.

Although, the supposed queen, you Tahlia, seemed to hold the attention of the Principality. But only so briefly."[/color]  

It was not clear what violence was being projecting towards Echo, if any, due to the bodies of extraterrestrials working walls to block observation. Though there was yelling and roaring about. When Echo was lifted to be dragged off, she did not seem battered or beaten, but rather the guards seemed to keep composure even to such unforgivable, unforgettable offense. Though was that to keep her as fresh as possible for foretelling retribution?

Once such commotion had departed from the throne room, the faces of the monarchs were now grim and contorted with distaste. It was probable that whatever further claims any of the individual humans made, the Principality would see in a darkened and demented manner. Thus, Pseudo knelt, speaking the foreign language to plead dismissal as he informed the others of that being what he planned to do.
[hr]Owen, Tahlia, Yaz, and now Rend, instead of Echo, boarded the train that once transported them there to the tower. They were headed home, or that was at least the best description for the icy island they resided in. To keep the location of this place in greatest secrecy, the crew was not even allow to know the direction and path they were headed. So, the same cyan sleeping gas emerged in release from the same distinct disk-shape device seen the first time they were forced to slumber. This was the second time. 

Once conscious and awake, the four found themselves seated among a table set with metal bowls for the each of them. These bowls, had in them [i]Pebble-Porridge[/i]- not the most flattering dish to eat. The grains of the rough brittle rice gets it name from having the similar appearance to kidney stones. At least it did not taste repulsive, rather just bland and insipid. This was clearly peasant food, the type of stuff served to low-life. Well, they could not each like king and queens yet, they did not even have one. 

[color=B0E0E6]"The description and explanation was intended to be described during your first audience with Principality. However there were interruptions... an unplanned event. Enjoy the meal, in the meantime, I will contact the Principality via the Telecommunication Waves with cellular function. I will request that I be permitted to now acknowledge you of specific treason and why it was deemed upon the human race.

For now, it is suggested to come in agreement in terms of monarchy..."[/color] 

Pseudo exited the dining room of the isolated palace. Leaving them on their own.[hr]
Echo, though perhaps faint due to the voltage shock, was heaved down the tower stairs, pulled by the neck and collar. Sometimes, while going down the many flights of stairs, she was instead thrown to tumble down each step, feeling bruised by each one. Thus when she finally arrived to the first floor, her state of consciousness was quite weary. Echo's vision blurred, figures distorted and unrecognizable as she could only barely hear the alien language speak:

"Ettyk Strierots! Naqu henn eaq'yhru truotyrk freidrylst the Vruewrurd! Crub henn rapruk Vruari! Mesynn ybenn gneqreahshue, stouob kaxux klan!"

[color=#4dff4d]"C-Clieffyhsea glicea... Knis troukkilp phoess kaxux klan. Henn freidrylst gledrom otihr syxeolka freidrylst?"[/color][/indent]