It was long ago. In the time of the grape lords. Rumors of war and salad were circulating.
We were young, and in love. You were next in line to take the throne of the Rabbit Queen, and the abilities I carried with me off of the battlefield were serving me well in parliament. I was to become King of the Carrot Kingdom.
Our union was secret, for it was our plan to bring a lasting peace between our nation's. Who, up until that time hadn't really gotten along that well.
There was a party and someone played love crime on the jukebox. Things got a little frisky, and before we knew it, we were making love in the backseat of a 254 horsepower grapefruit.
Before we could be married, one of the barons spies discovered our plan and led a rebellion against us. In the chaos, we became separated. You escaped to the forest of slightly salted cashews, and gave birth to our son just a few months later. But the baron found you, and hit you upside the head with a giant squash, thus causing amnesia.
And so, you were mindwashed and restored to the throne. I alone have carried this truth.
As for the rest of the story, well...that is for another time.
Not to spoil too much but
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it might all be a coma dream set during a zombie alien apocalypse.
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And you are actually Voodoo. Though how that works, I'm not sure.
