"Here?" Princess Augusta whispered. She looked around the place. They were inside a deep crater. The bad weather last night had laid down five inches of powdery snow. Her shoes were buried and she had a hard time walking.
The lighting was dim here. Princess Augusta could make out the sleeping bats in the dark. They were perched, upside-down, on the rough ceiling of the cave.
Master Ammad had guided her to step on frozen grass.
The white fox was gone. Princess Augusta had thought the mystical animal went away.
The sun started its slow way up in the skies. Light began streaming into the crater.
Princess Augusta saw the white fox roaming around. She kept sniffing while she nudged at snow.
"Your parents are here," the white fox announced.
"Mother? Father?" Princess Augusta ran to the
