I fold my arms across my chest. “Then explain it to me.”

Prue puts her arm around Tara. “Maybe Devin and Red are both right. It’s time to stop hiding. We can beat her together. Then not only will the kingdom be safe, but so will you.”

“Devin’s right,” Corden agrees. “Do that, and we can all go home.”

“But this is my home,” Tara says softly. “It’s the only one I’ve ever had where I feel safe.”

I love the forest too, but even I dream about a warm bed and seeing my parents again. Why wouldn’t Tara want the same? I don’t press it. For now, I want to focus on what Red said and work together. “You will be safe once we expose the fairy godmother for who she really is—a villain.”

Raina shudders. “I hate that word—villain. It sounds so final, as if her story is finished and there’s no hope of redemption. Why is there a Fairy Tale Reform School if people can’t make themselves over?”

“There are exceptions to every rule,” Prue tells her, looking at Tara. “It’s time we take action.”

“And how do we do that?” Tara asks, sounding exasperated. “You’ve been following her feed on the mirror for months and have gotten nowhere. Red has been keeping her ear to the ground for any word that someone is on to Olivina, and that hasn’t happened either.” She looks at us. “Your group may have gotten Olivina to admit the truth about her plans, but no one knows about it but us.”

“For now,” Heath agrees. “But it doesn’t have to stay that way. I think I have an idea Red would like.” He looks at Sasha with a devilish grin. “How badly do you want to write another blog?”

“Badly!” Sasha moans. “If I could publish one, I’d take Olivina down with my quill. I’d tell everyone what she’s done. People would be shocked, and they’d have to investigate, including our own siblings. I would write the most inspiring, thought-provoking blog ever!”

“So let’s get you published,” Heath says.

“How? We have no way to print or distribute her stories,” I remind him.

“Yeah, it’s not like we can break into Happily Ever After Scrolls and take over their printers with Sasha’s story!” Logan says with a laugh.

We all look at one another.

“Actually, I think I could arrange that,” Prue says, and I can see the wheels in her head already turning.

“What are we waiting for?” I say. “Let’s start planning!”

Everyone starts suggesting ideas to get into the village unseen. A loud whistle startles the group. It’s Tara.

“We’re not doing anything until we think this through,” she says.

“Isn’t that what we’re doing now?” I ask.

Corden and Prue look at Tara, who smiles. “In this tree house, we take a more active approach to thinking things through. Follow me.”

Chapter 6

Things Are Looking Up

Don’t look down.

When you’re fifteen feet off the ground and standing at the edge of a pirate ship plank, that’s a good lesson to learn.