A week had passed when Yuna, Tyrell, and the goblins made their way back to the castle. The journey had been long and arduous one. "Finally," Yuna said, stopping in front of the gate. "I have not been camping in a long time. That was rough. You know...those little green guys really grow on you after a while."
"Yes, my queen." Tyrell said, also feeling exhausted. "You do seem overly fond of the lowly creatures. Let us report to the lord, that our task is complete."
When they approached the gates of the castle they were violently flung open with a monstrous strength. Joe stood before them, his eyes lit with excitement. He threw his arms out in celebration at the sight of his wife and sister. "I am so glad you both made it home!" He greeted them.
"You didn't worry about us did you, my lord?" Tyrell said, giving Joe a stern and knowing look.
"Me?!" Joe said, taken aback. She knew him so well. "Worried?! No, of course not! I knew you would be fine."
