"That sounds beautiful!" She looks down at the bracelet he'd crafted her years ago when she had last known him and tried imagine what sort of shimmering architecture such magic could create. "This castle isn't built so perfectly, but perhaps that is because we humans are smaller and must shape all the bricks by hand rather than by magic."

The trees are thinning before them, revealing the uneven, well trodden path. She points over his shoulder in the direction they'll need to go.

"This way, beautiful child! We will soon be out of the woods and you will have your first view of the castle!"