At the throne.
"We can't keep being quiet."
Ella started, looking at the elegant front of the King's castle. It had been several days after the incident in the forest and things had been set in place. The Castle had been laced with cowries and designed to suit both the taste of the wierd queen as well as that of her women. It all seemed as though things were now in place but to Ella, nothing at all was in their right mind. No night escaped the bother of what the boy monster had said to her. She couldn't easily throw it off or forget about it. And for a kabillion time, she was arguing with the Professor again; who she was sure was taking it lightly and with no seriousness like he always did.
"When the time is right we would talk to her."
