The princess shot out of the
hole in the top of her cage, eyes darting around, looking for some
clue as to her location. The room was filled with cages and
trinkets, shiny golden objects and frightening items that oozed evil.
Jarvil groaned behind her and Essie knew that she didn't have much
time.
“Quickly, come this way!” a
sharp voice called from the other side of the room. Essie spotted a
brown mouse standing by a hole in the wall, waving at her with its
paw, “Yes, quickly! You must not be caught again!”
It darted into the hole as the
princess heard, “Look, Mr. Fingers, she's escaped! I know, I know!
Stop yelling at me and catch her!”
The small fairy flew past the
man's face, feeling his hot breath on her wings. She zigged and
zagged through the air as he batted at her with his hands She flew
as fast as she could up to the ceiling and then dove for the hole in
the wall, just before Jarvil could reach her. She rolled into the
safety of darkness. Jarvil crashed into the wall and fell to the
floor again.
Two mice were there to greet the
brave princess. “That was a fair piece of flying, my lady,” the
first mouse said, “The missus and I were just saying we had not
seen better in a long time.” He helped the fairy to her feet.
“There you go. Oliver P. Fluff at your service. And this here is
my wife, Rebecca.”
“I am Princess Esperanza, but
you can call me Essie.”
“Well Essie, follow us. Let's
go someplace to talk.”
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