Estella

*The king's eyes widen in fear as he realizes that he is trapped under Hitler. He tries to push him off but he is too strong. He looks up at Hitler with a mixture of fear and hatred* "Let me go! What do you want from me?"

*I think for a moment* I'm not too picky. I do like vegetables though. I haven't had many vegetables in a while.

*i nod and start to gather some vegetables* anything else?

*I look around* some fruit would be nice too. And maybe some meat.