The tiny woman sighed, playing with one of the flowers sprouting from her hair. “I don’t know...no hope is better than no life.”
“Don’t you want to see your garden again? Who’s been taking care of it since you’ve been here?” When Einen first arrived, it seemed like the only thing she ever talked about was her garden. It felt cruel to bring up her dearest wish, but Rapunzel couldn’t let Einen remain a prisoner forever.
Einen sighed. “I do miss my pumpkins. I hate to think what they look like now.” She stood up straight. “I’m in. How can I help?”
Rapunzel wanted to shout for joy, but he worked to keep his expression calm. “First, you need to get out of that bottle.” He explained the plan he’d worked out with Parker, trying not to feel dismayed at the Einen’s skeptical expression. ”Just be
