“Well, if they can do it, so can I,” says Sasha, not waiting for a lesson. She quickly aims and disappears into the forest.

“Wait, I’m not dressed yet! And neither is Raina!” I remind them.

“Dressed?” Raina turns around, confused. “Hey! Where did everyone go?” She glances back at the mirror anxiously. “We’re leaving now? Clarissa is about to go to Professor Carrington’s and learn how to write a love note. I don’t want to miss it. Just give me a few more minutes.”

Prue drops down from the crow’s nest, adjusting the leather satchel of scrolls she’s wearing over her ogre costume as she lands. “She’s not ready. Maybe she should stay behind.”

“We’re not leaving anyone behind,” I insist as Corden comes up to me and starts helping me into my ogre costume.

“Actually, someone has to stay back,” Cordon tells me. “We never leave the ship unguarded. Someone has to stay with the mirror in case Olivina makes any sudden moves. I’m staying back. She can stay with me.”

“Keep an eye on her,” I say as Corden seals up my ogre mask. He nods. “She’ll be fine,” Prue promises.

“I wish these compacts I’ve been working on were ready to use so you could talk to Raina back on the ship while you’re in the village.” Prue’s eyes light up. “They look like makeup, but really they’re two-way mirrors that let you talk to whoever has the other compact.”

“Can we test one out?” I ask.

Prue frowns. “I don’t know. Olivina doesn’t like it when...” She sighs. “Sorry. Sometimes it’s hard to get the fairy godmother’s rules out of my head, you know?”

“I do,” I agree.

“Olivina said my inventions were too daring. She said ‘Princesses don’t take risks, Prue!’ She’s wrong, but—”

“Of course she’s wrong!” Corden jumps in. “You’re a great witch, and your spells work. Let Devin try the compact.”

She hesitates. “I can’t. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.” I don’t want to push Prue when she’s done so much already. “I’m sure Raina will be fine here with Corden.” I pause. “I should really get going, or they’ll leave without me!”

“Right! Time to go!” Prue takes off, leaving me, Heath, and Logan behind. Logan stares at the quiver in his hand worriedly.

“Woo-hoo!” I hear Heath shout as he flies off behind her. “You guys have got to try this!”

“Did I ever tell you I get motion sickness?” Logan is rambling, his ogre mask drooping as he frowns. “It’s true. We could never vacation far from home because long carriage rides make me ill. I had to chew on mint leaves to make it through the ride to Royal Academy without incident. I’m not sure I…”

Corden looks at me pointedly before taking an arrow from Logan’s pack. I nod ever so slightly as he ties the end of the rope to Logan’s pack and fires the arrow that will send Logan on his way.

Logan looks at me in horror. “Wait! I’m not ready! I’m— DEVIN!” Logan is pulled into the air and disappears.