Chapter 6

Chapter 6 Princess Pulverizer really regretted leaving her ruby ring with Lucas. The floors in the tower were old and rickety. She couldn't take a single step without making noise. Creak. Creak.

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She tried to walk a little more quietly so she didn't wake the wizard. But Princess Pulverizer wasn't exactly light on her feet. Finally, the princess reached the door at the end of the hallway. She reached out and turned the knob. But the door was locked. And there was no key in sight. Now I'm really in a pickle, Princess Pulverizer thought to herself. Grumble. Rumble. At the mere thought of the word pickle, the princess's stomach started to groan. She should have eaten that pathetic liverwurst sandwich before she set off to rescue Lester the Jester. But that would have taken time. And frankly, the princess wanted to get out of this creepy tower as quickly as she could. The sooner she freed Lester, the sooner she could get back to Lucas and Dribble—and to one of Dribble's delicious grilled cheese sandwiches. Maybe he would make her a

cheddar cheese on rye. The princess really loved rye bread—seeds and all. If only she could pick that lock. Pick... That's it! Princess Pulverizer thought. She reached into her knapsack and pulled out one of the small slivers of wood she used to pick rye seeds out of her teeth. She slipped the slim toothpick into the keyhole. She jiggled it to the right. She joggled it to the left. And then... Click. The lock popped open! The princess smiled proudly as she slipped her toothpick back into her sack and turned the knob to the forbidden room. The legendary knight Sir Loin hadn't been able to unlock the door to Lester the Jester's prison. Neither had a whole army.

But she had been able to do it. And it hadn't taken her more than three seconds to figure out how. Quickly, the princess turned the knob and burst through the door. "Lester the Jester, you are free! I, Princess Pulverizer, have rescued... oh!" The princess stopped talking as soon as she entered the room. That was when she realized that she hadn't freed Lester at all. He was trapped in a giant cage that was kept behind the locked door. That meant there were two locks. One on the door. And one on the cage.

"You were saying?" Lester the Jester replied, glaring at her from behind the cage's thick metal bars.