Roseberry and I had a contest of wills over my pendants this morning. He was unsuccessful in his attempts to wrest them from me.
I came away from the encounter with his, but returned them as a sign of my good faith.
I think it only embarrassed and angered him more.
Rumble thinks him a bit daft. And sang a little ditty couched in those terms after Roseberry had left.
We had no word from Noralei. And though I held a concern for her treatment at our captor’s hands, I was certain she could stand her ground. I consider her more than a match to the greedy little merchant.
Much later, I received a reply from the High Fairy. He simply wrote – “You know whom you have to call.”