Chapter 13
- "Gracious goddess!" I pant, clasping my palm over my chest cautiously.
- "Mate... Mate... Mate... Why did you leave him Hermione? You shouldn't have left!" Ezli whines unhappily on our return from the royal ball.
- "What would you have had me do? Grandmother, Ketura, Glinda and practically everybody that I know are in the palace! What should I have done?!"