Malburt grew impatient as he paced up and door the corridor. He had been waiting for an hour now and she wasn't yet out.

Could she be casting or chanting a spell to help them with? Or was she packing some of her magic books?.

Malburt thought and continued to pace around while playing with his fingers. He was tired from the journey and decided to rest his back against the Brown sofa in front of him.

He woke up late in the night to realize that he had slept off and the night had set in. The moon shining brightly in the blue sky. It dawned on him that...