“So how
do we do it?” Fiona asks her husband, “How do we save these
girls?”
“I
think,” Robert replies, “That we must return to the palace. Once
there, we have to imagine that one of those girls looks like you.
After that, we just have to draw the prince's attention to her.”
“Imagine
a girl looks like me?” she says, “That's it?”
“The
human imagination is a powerful thing,” Tom adds.
“Who
said that?” Fiona asks, looking around to see.
“The
sparkling cloud,” Raven quips.
“His
name is Tom,” Robert tells her, “He's been helping me. And he's
right, we can do all kinds of amazing stuff when we're here. Look.”
With that,
Robert closes his eyes, puts his hand in his pocket and withdraws a
blood red rose, which he hands to his wife. “You see,” he says,
as she gasps, “We're like superheroes.”
