
As they whizzed upwards Odilla caught sight of the palace aviary just below them. It was a mess of feathers. Even the gentle serca birds from Ollserrann had not been spared. A monster. That's what lord Harran was. A monster who destroyed anything he could not possess. As he would have destroyed her. As he had destroyed her father and his kingdom. Suddenly her feet touched solid surface.
They had reached the top of the palace tower. And there, balanced on the gilded roof edge, holding the near invisible spider thread, was Groddan. The giant grinned. A greatly relieved Odilla smiled back, and then, for the first time since Harran's attack two days ago , the princess of Rosseral began to cry.