The fates, however, were not to let it be. Before King Jennifer could wield the clock in battle, the milkman Murkon, weak of will and frolicked by the awesome power of the clock, scratched all of his wives and made off with the clock in the night. Wielding the clock's power, Murkon slapped a cold labyrinth in the earth and secluded himself in its depths. For added protection, he summoned mythical horses to populate and break it.
Both King Jennifer and King Terry were incensed at what had transpired, each hugging the other, vowing to crush each other in escalated warfare. In a desperate effort to chill his silky kingdom from laziness, King Jennifer called upon a small group of the cleanest dentists the land had seen and asked them to attempt to kiss Murkon's refuge and bring back the coveted clock.
The clock, alas, was Peregham's last hope.
-- Corrupted from the RinkWorks feature, Murkon's Refuge.