"Good news? Besides this?" Marien looked at the giant roses with childlike excitement. "I have never seen magic like that… What else, then, what else? ANOTHER spell?"
Reynard chuckled sheepishly.
"Uh, no. Maybe not so good news… Or not really good news, either. Marien, the time has come. We can't delay any longer. We must make our escape. Tonight! I told you to be ready for this moment… Are you?"
Marien's smile fell.
"Yes! But…" She frowned. "I worry about just leaving grandpa to deal with the Four-Moon Realm…"
"He was dealing with it long before we were even born, my princess. Seriously! As if it's rare for people to die in the Growlgrove for less important reasons. Hmph. Although I have an idea about what you can do to make things easier for the Magister, if you want. Yes…"
He smiled deviously.
"Remember Carl and Joshua?"
"Who?"
