After Fer left me alone in the library, I began exploring. As a storyteller, how could I deny myself a peek into the biggest collection of stories and legends of the seven realms.

Curious about what the library had on Fer, I decided to look to see if I could find a section on her. I walked pass five rows of shelves before I found the section on the Fae. Everything was stacked in alphabetical order, meaning I had to pass another four rows of shelves before I found the F section.

I then had to walk pass another two shelves before I came to Fe. There I soon found a whole shelf dedicated to Fer. Looking at each book spine, I suddenly stopped and reached for one. “Fer’s Adventures in the Human Realm.”

I pulled it out, turning the book around, looking at it. It was less of a book and more of a journal. The pages were loose and the binding slowly breaking apart. The cover was a plain green.

Opening it, I read the first page which had a handwritten note on it, “Thank you for the adventures. L” Who was L? Was it someone that Fer knew well? Or, I gasped, maybe it was that old man I had met, the one that had said that he was an old friend of hers.

“Curious are you, little storyteller?”

I jumped, dropping the book. A few pages fell out the book. Looking up, I found Madam Owlet smiling at me. I was about to pick up the book, but Madam Owlet beat me to it. A wisp of grey magic lifted the book, the pages going back in it and placed it my hand. It was as if I had never dropped it.

“Sorry, I was a little curious.” I murmured gripping the book tightly. “I didn’t mean to drop the book.”

“No, no, dear. Everyone is a little curious in life. I would have been more surprised if you haven’t gone to explore the library. It’s only natural.”

I nodded, unable to say anything.

“So, you’re reading about Fer.” ,Madam Owlet asked looking at the shelf on everything Fer.

Again, I nodded my head unable to say anything.

She ran her hand down the shelf, sighing, “Fer, was always fill of adventure, a mischief look in her eyes and no care in the world.” Looking back at me I saw the sadness behind her glasses.

“Then, about a hundred and something years ago, it disappeared. Fer was no longer the same little girl who was always up to no good. That would find trouble easier than a pirate looking for treasure.” She smiled sadly. The memories washed over her face. “She just suddenly stopped risking everything and became responsible.” There was a note of disgust as she said it, smile disappearing, and in place the look of a protective parent.

“What happened?” I asked curious.

“Fer got her heart broken. It was the first time Fer fell in love and wanted to be with someone, but her heart was crushed. And in the worse way possible.” Anger flashed through Madam Owlet’s eyes, before she smiled sadly at me. “Seeing you with her made me so happy. It was like the old Fer is slowly coming back to me. Maybe telling you the whole tale will heal her and bring some of her old self back.”

“Was it a human that broke Fer’s heart? Rosabella, maybe.” Now I was really curious.

“Why not wait for her to tell you the story. It would be better to hear it from her than me. And anyway, not even I know the full story, so it wouldn’t be right for me to say anything.”

I nodded and turned to place the book back in the shelf, when Madam Owlet said, “Keep it and continue to write in it.”

“What? I can’t do that.” I turned to stare at her shocked.

Her eyes twinkled, “Of course you can. You need to finish the book. I will collect it when you write the final story.”

“Oh…umm…t…thank you.” I stuttered, placing the book carefully into my bag.

“You’re welcome. Now come on, Fer must be waiting for us.”

She turned away and I followed.

***

When we got to the entrance of the library. I was exhausted. The library was so large it took two hours get to the entrance. Taking the side entrance had been much quicker, despite the pain. Outside the entrance, we found Fer sitting on the steps reading a book.

Hearing our footsteps, she turned, frown disappearing from her face quickly. Something in the book must have upset her. She hurriedly got up and smiled, “Now do you understand why I take the side entrance.”

I nodded, too tired to form the words.

“Okay, let’s go. I know a place where we can rest up.”

“Ahem.”

Fer looked at Madam Owlet and smiled sheepishly. “Sorry, I forgot.”

Walking up to the elderly lady, she pulled her into a hug and whispered something into Madam Owlet’s ear. Madam Owlet in turn wrapped her arms into the hug and said, “Goodbye dear and safe travels.”

They pulled away and Fer began walking down the steps. I moved forward to follow but was stopped when the old lady suddenly pulled me into a bone crashing bear hug. She was stronger than she looked. “Take care of Fer for me.”

 I nodded pulling away quickly. “I will.”

“Good. Also, I proud of you. You listened to your heart and didn’t let anyone stop you from being you.”

She smiled before disappearing with a flash of grey.