: Turning back, she met the Councilor who once : well advised Zeremedes, and now had the : task of advising the Princess. Catching : her eye, he walked forward. : "Ah, Storyteller. Have you come to : perform?" he asked. : "I have come to see if the Princess : desires my services this evening, as I see : she will have more guests. Do you know her : will in the matter?" Rosalia asked : him. : The Councilor heaved a big sigh and shook his : head. "Alas," he said, "as : in so many matters of late, it will most : likely depend on her mood." : The Storyteller nodded. "Then I shall : await her pleasure in the room so : generously given me. She knows she has but : to summon. The Councilor gave a small : smile and nodded. Rosalia smiled in return : and giving a small bow, left to prepare : herself for the possible summons. : As she left the entranceway, she cast one : last sidelong glance at the large group : the Young Ones were escorting in and : introducing to the Councilor. Again she : wondered what story theirs was to tell... :
Shouldering her mug and fixing the strap so that it lay all nice and comfy-like, Kimmy followed the Gang and her friends to the Castle. As she walked along, she looked up and had to do a double-take! She stopped dead in her tracks causing the Poet to bump into her!
"Wouldja look at that! Very very spiffy!" Kimmy said in appreciation as she finally took in the Castle. "Gosh," Kimmy breathed, "it almost looks like Disney World!" She continued to gaze upwards as Fay gently pushed her along, forgetting to be disappointed that it didn't look like Jareth's Castle Beyond the Goblin City...
"I wonder if it's more like Cinderella's Castle or more like Sleeping Beauty's with the dragon underneath it?" she said aloud as she gleefully watched the flags fly from the various sized turrets. Quick glances were shared between Krys, Faira, and Presto. They wondered if she had heard their conversation from earlier.
Kimmy peered briefly at the two guards before them and looked at the entrance. Above it hung a red banner with a fiercesome looking Hawk and a strange looking sort of scepter gripped in one of its talons. 'That kinda looks like the smoke hawk the Storyteller lady made and-'
Her thoughts broke off as she happened to glance past Hank talking to the guards and caught sight of...
Kimmy gasped in delight! "It's the Storyteller! Look! Look! She's talking to that tall guy in the funny hat with the beaky nose!" She jumped up and down, waving and trying to get a better peek while Fay giggled a bit hoping she wouldn't be embarrassed by the part-kender.
Kimmy suddenly froze her antics as she thought, 'I'll get to see TWO stories tonight! Oh!' And with this thought firmly implanted in her caffine immune brain cells, or what there was of them, she bounced on her toes, impatient to get inside and meet whoever it was they were supposed to meet first!
