Making Plans. . .

As Arnie was thinking of the things she could do to the Wysp if it was tricking her again, others in the Realms were also making plans...

"Awena, now that my son is heading back to the mansion, what is it that you are not telling me?" asked the Dowager.  "After I read the story of the Nyte Shades, you changed slightly.  Others would not have noticed, but I have known you long enough to tell when there is something wrong.  What is it old friend?"

​​At first Awena could not look directly at Griselda but after a moment she lifted her head up and spoke.

"There is a prophecy about the Nyte Shades and I believe you are part of it.  It was written long ago and is not very clear, but from what the Sleeping Sisters have determined about it's contents there are a Dragon, a Nyte Shade, and a Fae who will hold the key to the little Wish Dragon's fate."  

After a short pause, Awena continued in a low voice, "I believe that Fae could may be you as you were the one who was able to open the enchanted book when no others could."​

"I feel that you are wrong, but tell me more about this prophecy," answered the Dowager.  "There are so many other Fae involved in this mess with the Dragon tablet that you must be wrong."  So, as Awena and Griselda discuss the prophecy, others were also busy...

"Sir, what are we doing here in this dark part of troll town?" asked Fiddlefaddle quietly as he leaned into the Baron so no one might overhear him. 

"Come on Fiddlefaddle!" chided the Baron.  "We have to go in to talk to Hewy.  I heard he was still playing  rock and roll with a band here at the Goat Troll Tavern."  He might be able to tell us more about the Borrower.  Also we need to hurry so we can get back to the Mansion before mom realizes that I did not go directly back after leaving her with Awena."

"Sir, are you sure this is the best option?  I have checked with some of our old friends and only one of them said that the Troll King was looking for the Borrower," asked Fiddlefaddle, the Baron's faithful BAT man.  

"I still think that checking with Drat (the Troll King's top minion) might be more beneficial," he continued.

"Come on you scaredy-cat!  If we talk to any the Troll King's minions or the Gooblin King's, then they will know what we are doing.  Now, just follow my lead," said the Baron as he walked into the Troll bar right past the sign that read "Aged Goat's Milk Today's Special - 100 Proof" as they looked for Hewy... 

"Has anyone seen Hungry lately?" asked Dewin to the others who had volunteered to be one of the Wish Dragon's teachers.  "He did not shown up for his Belching Lessons this morning and you all know that he needs to learn the delicateness of control."
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"Do you blame him?  You should be teaching him something useful, like how to fly.  So what if Hungry makes huge fires because he can't control his belching?  I don't know why anyone would  want to control belching."  The CAT thought as he rubbed his tummy thinking of a tasty meal or two.

So where was Hungry?  At the moment, he was hiding behind a tree and waiting for Nemmer and Scarlet to walk past his hiding spot.  He had seen the two of them walking down the trail and he was not in the mood to have to answer any more questions.  Questions, questions, questions were all that he had heard in the past several days.  Every one of his teachers always asking him questions and expecting him to have the right answers (at least according to them).  It was a bright sunny day and he wanted play for a while. The problem was, who to play with that would not tell him that he needed to go back to school... "I bet Meen could teach me Leap Frogg'n instead.  Now that is my type of lesson!" Hungry finally decided.