“Unfortunately, yes,” answered Queen Fawna. “Now, I am going to see how Aetos in coming along with my husband. Gwynn you go take our friends to their quarters for the night, I am supposing that Aetos might want to keep a watch over him tonight, and I want you to go find you siblings dear.” “Yes mother. Do you mind if our guests help me in finding my siblings?” inquired Gwynn. “If they would like to do so, it is fine with me,” replied the Queen heading towards the king’s bedroom. “Let’s go find my siblings first if you don’t mind. We are looking for four elves. Winnie, the youngest, has glasses, red hair, and freckles. George and Corrin Jr. are twins, and they both have blond hair and no freckles. The twins pretty much look like young boy versions of our father. Finally, there is Selah. She is the second oldest and has red hair and freckles,” said the princess. “Where do you suppose they are?” I asked, wondering if we might have to search the entire village for the rest of the royal family. Then, the library went dark. The large wooden doors of the rooms slammed shut. Someone covered my mouth with their hand. From the sounds around me, I determined that the same had happened to the princess and Dabble. Many thoughts began to race through my mind as I felt my wrists being pulled behind me and tied with a rough rope. Grunts, moans, and groans were all I could hear. Apparently, no one outside of the library suspected a thing. No one even knew what had happened to us, and, for that matter, neither did I…. “Psst! Psst! Over here, Amelia!” whispered a voice in the darkness. “Who’s there?” I whispered back, startled. “It’s Dabble,” replied the voice, still whispering but with a more hissed tone than before. The voice sounded unlike Dabble’s cheery tone and northern accent. I was extremely skeptical of whoever, or shall I say, whatever was speaking to me. I did not reply, as doing so may have led to the map falling into the wrong hands. I would not let that happen… “Come with us,” commanded a man’s voice as I was yanked from the ground, my hands still bound with rope. “Where are you taking us?” I demanded, wriggling. “You’ll see,” replied the unknown creature that was carrying me. Then, my mind began racing, when I finally calmed down, I realized that I may never see my home again.
