Stan read the letter over again. Could this really be happening? He thought. "Ruth, please go get the register I want to make sure it is safe." Seth's Grandfather said to his wife, as she turned and hurried into the old manor. "Seth, right now we have an advantage. The enemy will not have the element of surprise to use against us. Go tell the others to prepare for war. I will try to negotiate with the trolls."
Seth nodded quickly and turned to run off, but lingered when he heard his Grandmother calling "Stan! Stan! The register is already gone!"
"It is no longer safe here, Seth, we are going back to the main house with you." Stan retorted as he rushed them off down the trail.
Back at the house, Seth and his grandparents rushed up the stairs to where the register was. Thankfully, it had not been touched. "Get this to a safer place" Stan commanded to Ruth, as a startled Gavin rushed through the door.
"W-w-whats going o-on?" Gavin asked. His eyes were sorta red and her looked tired.
"The society is going to attack, we must prepare for war." Seth said, he had sweat dripping off of his forehead. His light brown hair was kinda matted to his head.
"They w-won't be able to get th-through the g-g-g-g-gates though, right?" Gavin confirmed.
Stan stepped up "Sadly no, the register at the manor had boundaries for the manor and the gates of Fablehaven. The society won't be able to access the main house but they will easily destroy the rest of the preserve." Stan said as Gavin choked. Warren and Dale, who were sent to negotiate with the trolls, came running up the stairs.
"We looked for the trolls" Warren said, gasping for air "but their towns had moved. When we got there, they were vacant" Dale continuously nodded, while swallowing air and wiping sweat off his face.
"That is not good." Seth clarified, just when they heard a roar come from outside.