So, one by one, the families of Larimar, all related to a healer, trickled into the castle. But each one came back out after mere moments inside. They weren't the people the Oracle was looking for. So, by the time of high noon, Wonder and his family were stepping into the palace.

It was beautifully decorated. The color of blue and gold stained every surface. Echo chirped with excitement and Willow and their parents were breathless. They had never been somewhere this beautiful before.

They entered a large room, glowing from the sunlight leaking through the skylight. Large orange and gold curtains cascaded down around the room, framing it. The high ceilings had large paintings of the fae, dancing in the sky and giving gifts to the people below. As Wonder entered, he saw in the far center of the room was a large throne. On either side stood a man. On the one side was a tall, pale man in a general's uniform and long braided black hair. On the other was a shorter, elderly man, dressed in fine, dark clothing. His eyes were like opals that reflected the light, making him eerie.