Being "asked to leave"...

While the others were in the breakfast room, the Sleeping Sisters were in Awena’s chambers forming a circle in which Awena sat in the center.  She had closed her eyes and was meditating on what they must do.  Finally she spoke. "Sisters, as you all know, we must not directly interfere with events.  I may have already stepped over the bounds by telling Hewy of the prophecy, but we must not divulge any more information.  They must leave immediately."  Nodding their heads, the Sisters left Awena to do as instructed.

​As Hewy and the others finished their meal, a Sister entered and bade them all to follow her. They were lead to the entrance of the Hall where other Sisters were holding the few items they had left in their rooms.  "Please take your things and go.  There is nothing more here for you to learn."

​Soon they were all standing on the front yard of the cottage, wondering what they were doing outside.  "WHAT DO YOU MEAN?  We haven't learned anything," growled Efem as she was handed her things.  "What is going on here? What is the big hurry in having us leave?" Efem continue to scowl at the Sisters.

​Hewy just nodded his head and turned to go. Cornelia and Parsley glanced at each other when they noticed Hewy leaving.  Without saying a word, Cornelia grabbed Efem's hand and started pulling her in the direction of Hewy's departure while Parsley motioned for Sprout to follow.  "What are you doing?  We came to get answers.  We can't leave yet!" Efem growled at her sister.

​"Look at Hewy.  I think we did get an answer but we will need to get it now from him," answered Cornelia.  As Efem started towards Hewy, she could finally now see that his shoulders were slumped, his eyes cast downwards, and what might have been tears at the corners of his eyes.

​All of a sudden it hit Parsley! 

​"How did you know his name?  We never told you his name was Hungry," she asked Sprout.

​"You mean the Dragon?  I was taking him home to meet you a few days ago after we met at the Bakery, but we were separated,” answered Sprout.  “He said something about trying to find his pillow."  Turning to Cornelia he continued, "How far is it to your home?  My stomach is starting to growl again.  Did anyone not eat the chocolate mint that was on your pillow last night?”