"She ain't dead, you idiot," the chief said.

She starts trembling again.

"Now tell me what ya are before I eat ya whole." Many of the smaller goblins didn't like that idea

This scares her even more.

He dangles her over his now gaping jaws

(Gtg)

She struggles against him, now completely panicked.

"Just tell him you're an otaku faery," Grimalkin offered, even though he was nowhere to be seen

"Ooo how formal." She jokes, thanking the guards happily before bringing her horse to a trot.

The guards just ignore her. A massive courtyard stretched before them, a great circular platform of ivory pillars, marble statues, and flowering trees. Fountains hurled geysers of water into the air, multicolored lights danced over the pools, and flowers in the full spectrum of the rainbow bloomed everywhere. Strains of music reached their ears, a combination of harps and drums, strings and flutes, bells and whistles, somehow lively and melancholy at the same time.

"Wow..." She is in awe at the sight, dismounting gracefully before leading her horse to a fountain, letting her drink. She walks away silently, looking at the flowers and listing their names out loud.