"Where's Owlyn?" Cassandra cried when they emerged from the tree portal again.
"I don't know," replied the princess. "The portal is always shifting between domains and distances. But I can feel that Owlyn is somewhere in the wood and will find us soon. We need to get moving."
They entered a steep, gloomy path that led into the depth of the forest, and mounted towards some lofty overhanging cliffs. Cassandra looked about her with much interest, for the trees and shrubs and flowers, all the vegetation, in fact, were strange to her. The farther they went, the larger and more extraordinary became the fruit and blossoms to be seen on all sides.
One in particular of these strange flowers attracted her attention. It seemed to be a gigantic orchid, and it was so beautifully marked, the coloring
