The tiger fairy had been right about them not coming across any of Yash’s minions while they were in the woods. At least, it had been true so far. But since their encounter a while ago with the first fairy Charlie had ever seen, it had turned to nightfall, and everyone was exhausted—especially Amberly, who hadn’t stopped complaining about it for the past hour. She kept saying stuff like, “How much longer are we going to go today?” and, “My feet hurt. These shoes weren’t made for walking,” and, “What is the percentage of humidity in this place? My clothes are still wet!”
stillCharlie had been trying her hardest to keep her cool with Amberly, but the longer they walked and the more tired and hungry Charlie got, she was finding it increasingly difficult to do.
“I guess we can stay here for
