Breeze felt happy after his swim with the hippo’s. He was a little bit dirty, this was due to Grace’s love for mud fights. But it was fun and Breeze did like mud.
His happiness vanished when he saw a crowd of animals and elves staring at Lovisma’s map.
Hamish asked Breeze, “Is this a joke, nothing is in the right place.”
Elvis a rabbit who couldn’t sit still was running around the group shouting “It is a trick. She will turn you all into horrid monsters.”
Breeze said, “No it is simply a painting. Not a great painting but a painting.”
Mrs. Groundsel had a baby pixie in her arms. “It is a terrible painting, little Dee keeps crying when she looks at it. What I am afraid of most is that none of our houses are in the right place.”
Hamish looked interested when she said this. He slowly said, “maybe this is where they will be tomorrow.”
Martin a dwarf who loved decorating his house, jumped to his feet and shouted, “she is going to mess with our houses, best to tie them down.”
The group ran in every direction, everyone shouting, “yes tie them down, good and tight.”
Breeze sat on the ground and thought about this a little. This problem felt like another trick and he would need a spell or two to solve it. He set off for Tulips house. “I do hope she is baking I could use a really huge fairy cake just now.”