on the beach.
Lucy looked up at a cloud, which reminded her of something similar to a Blimp aeroplane splattered with ickly-sticky marshmallows, and then started to wave cheerio down below.
Seeing that Lucy was absorbed, Nugget coasted by Megan. ‘Do you see that mighty tree?’ (She inclined her head and gave a lopsided grin; her attention was just on the outer borders of
the seashore ambling into a dale, and realised that somehow, quite miraculously, her parched throat was quenching) ‘That’s Prince Oaken.’
‘He is rather big,’ Megan observed, her eyes glued, watching his treetop hair being ruffled by the breeze, which was also cooling her down.
‘You should see him up close!’ Nugget hooted, slanting his eyebrows.
‘But what is he doing?’ she asked, pointing a finger, as now dozens and dozens and dozens of other trees were stomping over valleys and fields, clustering around Prince Oaken.
‘I think that is the leader of the Birch Tribe,’ Princess Blossom whispered in Megan’s ear, who had come to be by her and Nugget, ‘and Prince Oaken is checking that they,
and all the other Tribes are OK. He has an awfully big job ahead of him,’ she said, almost to herself.
Hearing chatter behind her, Lucy wheeled round, and butting in, blurted, ‘The sand
does
look like Fairy dust!’
No-one replied except for Princess Blossom, who merely smiled indulgently.
As the cloud continued its flight through The Enchanted Kingdom, Megan was continually astonished at how wondrous and astounding the land truly seemed to be, and approaching the immense
bordering fringe of willows, she soon saw the dying Brim-Tree.
The cloud then descended gently like a helicopter on to the mossy ground and as Megan climbed down, to her eternal merriment, it began to swirl and glimmer revealing every cranny of the
clearing.
The cloud began to spin faster and faster and rainbow lightning
whizzed
through the air, then all of a sudden, with a resounding
BANG
, the cloud and The Brim-Tree became one!
Instead of the old Brim-Tree, a knotty gnarled, knobbily tree-trunk stood soaring nobly over the clearing. Shafts of light came down from glistening rainbow leaves and across the flourishing
grass, stretched crookedly chunky dark roots, which burrowed deep into the ground.
Megan inhaled hugely.
The Brim-Tree was the
most
amazing thing she had ever seen.
Its beauty held her spellbound, and she could feel the Magic that The Brim-Tree was emitting into The Enchanted Kingdom, for it made her feel warm and fuzzy.
About to ask if Lucy felt this too, she was momentarily thrown, as to her surprise, Prince Tumble stood flanked by his two guards in the shadow of the gargantuan tree, pawing at the loose
soil.
In all the excitement Megan also hadn’t noticed that beside Prince Tumble was another Elf!
He had a humorous face and wore light green trousers, matched with a royal blue, long-sleeved tunic, and was the same size as Princess Blossom, with a golden and white light emanating from him
that flinted off his boot buckles.
Suddenly, Blossom fluttered ahead, and she and the Elf hugged one another. Turning to the sisters, she introduced, ‘Megan and Lucy, this is my beloved Prince Elfin.’
Prince Elfin bowed, brushed back some of the tufty chestnut hair that swathed his shoulders, and with his pale blue eyes set, said in a regal voice, ‘Megan and Lucy, it is good to meet you
at long last. I journeyed here as soon as the Unicorn that Prince Tumble dispatched reached me. If it were not for your help, I would not have my Princess, or her brother back. Thank
you.’
Megan looked at Lucy, who rolled her eyes, and with her cheeks turning a slight shade of scarlet, she was decidedly happy that Princess Blossom was now reunited with her Prince.
Chapter Twelve
The Unlocking Of A Keeper
Bourne on the air came the very same voice from the cavern. ‘Hello, children, I am the voice of The Brim-Tree. Without your help, peace and harmony would