Since Henry had left with Callum, Celia had been sick with worry.
When she was on the mend, the only way she could find relief in the stress was to write about Henry defeating all that she was worried about.
She knew Henry didn't want her to write about him any longer, but she couldn't help staring at the previous book whenever she sat down to write during the day. Ideas came quickly but they were only ever about princesses and knights.
The peddler often came to her talking about how well it was doing and he would give her a hefty sum of money whenever he did. It was a powerful feeling Celia had never known before.
Despite starting many different books, she never finished any. The only thing she truly had inspiration for was the continuation of the knight book in which he visits a place littered with monsters.
Eventually, she gave in and put ink to paper. It took over a week, but she thought she had another hit on her hands.
