Linderwall. That was the last place Morwen thought a wizard would be. Linderwall was as proper as kingdoms came, and wizards were not at all known to be proper. They would be to easily noticed carrying a staff around and warring robes as opposed to normal formal war. Morwen sighed. This was more of a mystery then she ever had any intention on getting involved in.
After Telemain's spell was performed, the three found themselves two miles away from the castle. Morwen could see it in the distance if she squinted. After the magician rested the group set out to the castle, on foot, again at Telemain's insistence. That annoyed Kazul and Morwen both.
It was when they were a mile away when Morwen finally realized something. "Kazul, you're a dragon," she said dryly.
"You're point?" the irritated dragon asked.
"This is a proper Kingdom, with proper knights and Kings. If they see you, surely you'll be killed." The dragon stopped walking.
"I hadn't though of that," she announced. "What are we going to do?" She turned to Morwen, who, though she kept a steady composer, was quite nervous. She was only sixteen. Fortunently, Telemain was in their company.
"Perhaps we could cast a spell of invisibility upon you," he suggested, "of course we would need a few herbs that you would take every few hours, and you wouldn't be able to enter the castle with us, but you wouldn't be dead. Morwen and I would be able to see you because we would be casting the spell."
"Don't bother," Kazul said. Telemain looked puzzled. "Dragon's have magic, too." All of the sudden Kazul disappeared from sight.
"We can still see her," Scorn said.
"You're cats," Morwen responded, "witch's cats, even. Of course you can see her."
"But you can't." Morwen sighed and kept walking. She soon found herself outside the door of a proper castle, a castle she and Telemain would hardly be welcomed in. Morwen knocked on the door.
"Good day can I help you, s.....Ah! A witch! A wizard!" the small man who answered the door said.
"Now now, none of the this nonsense. We are two people fine as any, now please show up to the King and Queen, we have....."
"Oh my! A witch and wizard come to kill the King and Queen! I must...."
"Sky and see and whirling sands,
Stop this creature were he stands"
The small man stopped moving. He was to afraid to speak. "Impressive," Telemain commented. Morwen sighed. This was not the best way to greet the staff of a proper kingdom, but under the circumstances, she would be forced to make due.
"Now," she began, "I'll be happy to undo this enchantment if you would be so kind as to take us to see King Fartalitude and Queen Hallihannah, and if you refuse, we will only find our way threw the castle ourselves. That will take more time and be more dangerous, but I assure you, we will find our way in the end. I want to get these wizards out of my hair as soon as possible. I have a garden to tend."
The small man said nothing then, "Wizards?" Morwen nodded. "Very well, I'll show you to the king."
"Fire, cloud, rain, and snow,
Lift the spell and let him go!"
She small man shock his arms out, eyed Morwen and Telemain carefully, and then lead them through a long hall. The two followed him threw many other twisting corridors, till finally they arrived at the Grand Hall, were the King and Queen sat on their throne.
"Peter what is the meaning of this!?!" the King cried as he saw Morwen and Telemain.
"May I present," he said with disgust, "a witch and a magician here about a matter concerning a wizard." The King and Queen eyes eachother.
"What do you want," the king said finally, ignoring all proper protocol.
"We simply need space and materials. We'll do a spell, find the wizards, discover what they're up to and leave," Morwen said quickly. "Being that your castle is at the center of the kingdom, it's the most suitable place for such things."
The king and Queen spoke in hushed voices then turned to face Morwen once more. "We will grant that favor to you, but you must grant us one in return."
to be continued........