The sun twinkled down through the curtains, landing square on Louise's face.

Today's the day.

They would be meeting the Queen... A new job... God, she wanted most was too have a break, they left right in the middle of school, and homework sure would be piling up at home. So much homework... She cringed inwardly and pulled back the covers, they were still damp, but she couldn't remember for the life of her why on earth her sheets were damp.

Then she remembered, the horrible dream- Ben was in it- where even WAS Ben?

She stretched her arms out a over her, trying to reach for the roof, but it was way too far away for her to reach it, yawned once, then caught it back from herself and yawned again. She leaned over the edge and wondered if Ben would be there that time.

And there, thankfully to her, was Ben, asleep, and snoring slightly.
Naw he looks cute when he's asleep.

She climbed down the wooden rungs of the bunk bed and looked at his sleepy face. She wanted to disturb it so much and see what would happen or how Ben would react, but she had a heart and she walked up to the door and opened it. However, there's one more thing I might want to add- this door creaked like hell when opened, and closed smoothly and soundly. Louise, oblivious to the oncoming creaminess she opened the door and then she heard it- a long drawn out, loud, ear bleeding CREAKKKKKKK.

Everyone woke from their sleep and quickly Louise made her way out the door and escaped into the kitchen were Crowsfoot was already making breakfast.

'Haha. That door's never been oiled except the first day that it was placed there, and this is one of the oldest houses in the area. It' son use keeping it open. However it managed get shut over night.'

Yes. Louise remembered, she had closed the door and climbed into bed, extremely tired and legs hurting already.

'Yeah... How weird.'

The other kids followed suit soon after, since there was no point in staying up on such an important day.

'Morning Papa.' Yawned Charlotte, as Theo gave his dad big hug.

Breakfast was quieter, since no one really wanted to talk that early in the morning, even though questions about these strange people burned deep inside their stomachs. Dishes were washed up and hung on some strings dangling down from the roof.

'Ready to meet her Majesty?' Crowsfoot bowed as he opened the door, smiling like a fool.

Louise and Ben shared a worried look, already worrying their shoes off. I mean, it was the Queen of the land for goodness sakes. What would happen if they stuffed up? Off with their heads? Or would they be kicked out of the country. But they wouldn't, right? Since they killed the Wolf of Deepwood. That should be recognised through all the land, as hero's.

'It's fine. The Queen is the nicest in all the land. Most of the time...' Crowsfoot said, trying to reassure the poor souls.

They walked onto the street and they both looked for a waiting car, but obviously they were in a 'dream' that was in the old times, or this town needed to catch up big time.

'Erm. Walking from here, you should be able to walk, your legs should have recovered a bit.'

Louise squished one leg with her hand in an attempt to fix the stiff muscles in it, and Ben looked doubtful about walking even over to the next house.

'Oh well, we'll manage.' Ben smiled, keeping his head high.

'I might die in the way.' Louise said, thinking desperately of a way out of the dream world. But the moment she said those words- why she said them sarcastically of course, but that was a damned good idea. Surely this was just your mind imagining things and that if you killed yourself or you got killed, then you must be able to go back to your body. Louise then pictures her mum, coming in to her room after she failed to stop the alarm. Just a mindless body, eyes closed, mind unattached, they might think that she was dead, and that's not good. She didn't want to get buried when mentally, she was somewhere else. But cremated would be worse. She ceased thinking about that subject, too frightened to contemplate any further.

They hadn't been walking long- which was awesome, when Crowsfoot took an alleyway sharp to their left. It ended in a brick wall, and there was no way out.

'Uh, Crowsfoot?... This is a-' Louise started.

'Shhhhh. I know. Keep your voice down.'

Sheesh this place was filled with mystery and adventure around every corner, you couldn't sleep without being interrupted by something exciting or new.

Crowsfoot walked up to the brick wall and tapped his feet twice on a loose brick on the floor. Something fell over the front entrance to they alleyway, and they bricks started to part, almost like magic, except Crowsfoot winked at them and mouthed, 'Science.'

Inside the bricks was a dark passage way. Pitch black and Louise didn't want to go in there- her dream seemed to real and she didn't want to relive it.

'Come, on Louise. It's just a passage way.' Ben said, looking back at her. Louise shook her head and stubbornly stood where she was.

He sighed, grabbed her hand and walked forward into the dark.

It didn't take long before they could see a light at the end, it seemed so bright after the darkness of the tunnel. Out the other side, sitting in a chair was the Queen herself, wearing a purple cloak and a crown full of loads of precious jewels. She looked quite young, younger than Queen Elizabeth back at home by a long shot.

Crowsfoot bowed, but Louise and Ben fell to their knees and worshipped her like she was a god.

She laughed and said, 'Please. Enough. You can just bow if you want to.'

'Oh. Sorry your majesty.' They both mumbled, and awkwardly got up in their feet, bowed and waited.

She smiled. 'So you know why you are here?' She asked, her deep and mysterious eyes boring into theirs, you could never lie to those eyes.

'Yes, your majesty, the Wolf of Deepwood. It's dead. And you want to give us a job.'

'That is correct. Now this job is practically just taming and developing the Deepwood, it's a hard task, and you might even get eaten by other beasts. It should continue on going for about twelve years.'

Now, Louise, still fuming about the prospect of getting a job, was even more furious inside, but she didn't want to burst out in anger in the Queen's presence. And Ben, was not really wanting to do the job in the first place. But now they were entirely put off.

'It's a volunteer work, but you would be recognised all over Trowbridge as hero's.'

That didn't help.

'I have the contract right here is you want to sign it.' NOPE, NOPE, NOPE.

'Uh could we think about it?' Louise asked, hoping to escape from Trowbridge in the meantime.

'Of course, the Library's down the first corridor, and third door on the left.'

'Thank you.' She bowed and quickly left. Ben and Crowsfoot both bowed and left, too, but walked out more civilised.

Until she reached the library, she muttered over and over again, 'The first corridor, and third door on the left, the first corridor, and third door on the left, the first corridor, and third door on the left.'

She was half walking, half running, but nonetheless, getting to the library in the fastest way possible.

She entered, and the royal librarian nodded her head, already knowing that they were the hero's of Trowbridge. Louise arrived at the section marked, DR. Not for doctor, but the title of the book.

Her finger brushed across the spines, until she arrived at one book titled, 'The World of Dreams.'

Perfect.