I took a few steps and he did not fall so we headed over to stand before the throne. The Silver Fox raised his hand in greeting to Baba Yaga. “I think we might have gotten off on the wrong foot when we first met. Good day.” He pretended to tip a hat and bowed slightly. I steadied him so he did not fall. Always the showman, the Silver Fox did not appear to have grabbed her attention. He shuffled forward and asked, “Are you okay?”
Baba Yaga glanced down at him and stopped sobbing. She asked, “We are all trapped here on the Otherside. No, I am not all right.”
The Silver Fox glanced back at me and then turned to Baba Yaga. “I’ve been trapped before. All of us have, but we cannot give up hope. I have magic that can help.” He lit his hand up with a blue fire. “Please, let us help.”
I came clo
