Sword was worried. He knew Rose was traveling through the forest by herself.
He had made that trip from the ocean to the lake to visit Rose. He knew about the bears, wolves, and snakes. About having to sleep in the trees, hoping to not fall out. About having to find nuts and berries to eat. He knew he was safe on that trip because of the Wild Magic that gave him swords that extended from his hands. He could defend himself from any beast that attacked him.
Rose didn’t have such weapons. She would not be safe, like he had been. Sword was so worried he went to see his mother, Princess Oceana, to talk about what Rose was doing.
Oceana was concerned too. She knew how much Rose meant to Sword. “Let’s call the White Witch, and speak with her.” Oceana called on her magic, and projected an image of herself and Sword above the lake in the forest. “White Witch? Are you there? We must speak about Rose.”
Mystica saw them, and had the White Magic send an image of her to the kingdom under the ocean. “I see Rose was correct. You do know she is coming.”
“Yes. And knowing how dangerous the forest is, we are greatly concerned for her safety.”
“Please. Just wait. Let her make the trip, so you can know who she really is. I know her. She is perfectly safe.”
Oceana and Sword agreed to wait. How tough would that be?
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