" Did you find him? " he asked.

Eventually he stops. It's a fairly weak siren spell, so the enamored fey stuck under it snap out of it within a couple minutes.

He shook his head.



Once they're out of the enchantment, they look to one another.

Some of them have forgotten why they're here. But others fully remember what's happened.

she sighs and nods. " Lets just go. "

Those who remember weren't exactly all to happy with him.


Back through the basement they went, Grimalkin in the lead, down another maze of torchlit hallways to an old wooden door hanging crookedly from its hinges. Sunlight streamed in through the cracks, and birdsong trilled somewhere beyond the door.

Of course not. He might've been plotting to eat them!

Exactly. Those who remembered glared and/or snarled.

That of course gets his attention. But he's mostly just confused.

The sounds and light coming from the door reminded her of happiness. Ew.