As I said earlier, my name’s John and it’s a pleasure to meet you, Helene.”“There’s no need to apologise, Master Wizard,” she replied, bow...ng her head deferentially. “I understand you must be very busy!”John flicked a quick glance at the Nymph beside the aquatic girl, then focused on Helene again. “What did Jade tell you about me so far?”Helene let out a soft sigh, a starry-eyed look on her face. “That you’re good and kind, and you spend your life helping as many people as you can.” She. Betty was satisfied. She had once again gotten revenge for something Jennifer did. "Then what did you say?"Jennifer knew she would have to answer the question. "I didn't say anything. I just told you my thoughts THAT you promised not to tell." You told on me so I told on you." Betty stuck her tongue out for a brief second and drew it back in.Paul listened to the interchange and didn't know what to say. It was really his first experience with dealing with women and these girls were rapidly. And standing at that window with his back toward the door has to be Geubert the discarded prince. “Hello,” the witch calls out meekly. “Geubert?”The man visibly sighs. All he is wearing are plain, brown pants that are all ragged and torn. From behind he looks massive, like an ogre in human form. He is muscular and brutish looking with scars all over his back and arms. His brown hair is long enough to cover his neck to dangle down his back a little.Tell him the knight sent us.“I was sent by. I knew that the evening was almost over. I felt like Cinderella at the ball, midnight was approaching. I had danced the last dance of the evening with my prince and I would soon be forced into the slavery of my reality. I longed for a reprieve from that reality. I needed to turn the lie into truth, if only temporarily. I took a deep breath and gathered my courage. Into the dark I whispered my desire. “Can I spend the night?” I asked. My words floated in the blackness of the bedroom, hanging in.