"Oh, Achlan...I love you..." The queen leaned over, walking toward her love.
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" The furious prince drew his sword, walking toward the traitor, Achlan.
Achlan simply stood, staring down the opposition. He calmly drew forth his blade, and uttered..."Line!"
An audible "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHH!" could be heard from off stage. The director stormed onto the stage, knocking over a fake tree on his way over. "THAT'S THE FIFTH TIME TODAY! WHY CAN'T YOU LEARN ...