Fantasy setting where the princess locked in her tower is a space captain repairing her crashed starship with scavenged supplies.
Knight: My armour is made of the realm’s finest steel! Why do you ask, my fair maiden? “Princess”, loading her laser rifle: Oh, just asking :)
She can’t go out in search of fuel in fear of her ship being looted or self destructing, so she sends a trusty service bot instead.
The locals soon become enamoured of a stiff knight slaying dragons with their bare hands to collect fire glands.
Thankfully, the captain’s managed to bring the security AI back online.
Mage: Spirit, let us in your tower. Ship: ACCESS DENIED Mage: I command you. Mage: ACCESS DENIED Mage: Strong enchantments… did you manage to pick lock the other door? Rogue, with electrified clothing: No.
Dani | 28 | she/her | Brazilian | cartoonist
