After another one hour, the three of them were already inside the royal chariot with no soldier to accompany them. The magician was driving the chariot, and Janet had informed the staff that she was going to the town to run some errands.
Soon they halted outside a tiny house, which had just a single fire lantern burning in the entrance. The three of them stepped out of the chariot and entered the small porch. Jonas knocked at the old wooden door and the three of them could hear a lady howling.
Soon, a young boy of about 7 years of age opened the door and looked at them in much shock. "Mother! They are here to take away sister again!!"
"No wait." Jonas looked at the boy and held his arm. "We are just here to talk to your parents. We will not take away your sister."
Suddenly an old man of about 60 years of age, dressed in a filthy blue robe stepped out and bowed looking at three of them. "How can I help you sir?"
