The carriage arrived at the castle around mid-afternoon. Something wasn't right, Triana could feel it. As soon as she got out of the carriage, Max rushed up to her. "Your majesty, you must come with me, please." She followed him back into to the bedchamber hall and into a guestroom.
"What is it? What's wrong?" She asked. Someone entered the room from the small adjoining room.
"My dear Triana, you're back. How lovely to see you again." Triana's eyes narrowed.
"Who are you? What have you done?" He smiled.
"I'm Darren, thirteenth fairy of the circle. That's Prince Darren of the sixth kingdom to you." Triana laughed.
"That's impossible. The sixth kingdom has been deserted for years."
"Has it? Or is that just a myth?" Triana waved her hand.
"Enough. What have you done?"
"Something completely reversible if you cooperate. My dear, Wendell thinks he is a seven-year-old.
If you ever want to get him back, then you will do as I say." Triana's eyes flashed green.
"You hurt him and I'll rip you to shreds. I'll tear you apart." Darren held his hand up.
"Hold on, I won't have to hurt him if you help me." Triana looked at Max.
"Is this true?" He nodded.
"Yes your majesty. That's an awful bit of magic he's under." Triana looked back at Darren.
"What do you want from me?" she growled.
"I want the mirrors. All of them. Oh, and I want your kingdom." Max gasped.
"Your majesty-" Max started to interject, but Triana waved her hand.
"Max, you can go now." He nodded and left.
"I cannot in good conscience give you the kingdom. It isn't mine. It is Wendell's. I can and will give you full use of it if you promise not to hurt him though." Darren smiled.
"Full use of the fourth kingdom? I can do anything I want?" Triana sighed.
"If you won't hurt Wendell, yes."
"And the mirror?"
"I know where they are. It won't take long to get them. Give me your word. Promise me you'll turn him back and won't hurt him."
"I will, as soon as I train the girl. It won't take long; she's a smart kid." Triana growled and walked off, furious.
"What is it? What's wrong?" She asked. Someone entered the room from the small adjoining room.
"My dear Triana, you're back. How lovely to see you again." Triana's eyes narrowed.
"Who are you? What have you done?" He smiled.
"I'm Darren, thirteenth fairy of the circle. That's Prince Darren of the sixth kingdom to you." Triana laughed.
"That's impossible. The sixth kingdom has been deserted for years."
"Has it? Or is that just a myth?" Triana waved her hand.
"Enough. What have you done?"
"Something completely reversible if you cooperate. My dear, Wendell thinks he is a seven-year-old.
If you ever want to get him back, then you will do as I say." Triana's eyes flashed green.
"You hurt him and I'll rip you to shreds. I'll tear you apart." Darren held his hand up.
"Hold on, I won't have to hurt him if you help me." Triana looked at Max.
"Is this true?" He nodded.
"Yes your majesty. That's an awful bit of magic he's under." Triana looked back at Darren.
"What do you want from me?" she growled.
"I want the mirrors. All of them. Oh, and I want your kingdom." Max gasped.
"Your majesty-" Max started to interject, but Triana waved her hand.
"Max, you can go now." He nodded and left.
"I cannot in good conscience give you the kingdom. It isn't mine. It is Wendell's. I can and will give you full use of it if you promise not to hurt him though." Darren smiled.
"Full use of the fourth kingdom? I can do anything I want?" Triana sighed.
"If you won't hurt Wendell, yes."
"And the mirror?"
"I know where they are. It won't take long to get them. Give me your word. Promise me you'll turn him back and won't hurt him."
"I will, as soon as I train the girl. It won't take long; she's a smart kid." Triana growled and walked off, furious.
