"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.
"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.
"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."
"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.