There is a wooden stable a little way down the path, near the entrance to the castle, and Rosella is running for it like a girl possessed--because while this is wrong, all wrong, and this wasn't how any of it was meant to go at all, she still remembers bits of how it should have been, and there is something in that stable that she remembers. There is something there that can help, she thinks, even as a small green hunchback begins to call her name plaintively from one of the castle windows, and the wingbeats grow louder in the air as the structure seems to shake on its very foundations.

"Hurry! In here!" she cries, wrenching open the door and motioning for Penny to enter, her eyes fixed on the castle for fear that their pursuers will show themselves at any minute.