CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

“We wanted to tell you to not eat those apples,” Minna said pointing at the tree and bag of apples. 

“Why?” Angela asked anxiously.

“Can you not see how fresh and juicy they are? The evil sprites use it to lure humans into loving and serving them for the rest of their lives,” Begley answered as Mile gulped in fear.

If they had eaten those apples, it meant eternal slavery. 

“Wow. Thank you,” Angela said turning to Miles.

“Yes thank you,” he added as the sprites politely nodded in unison.

Angela’s stomach began to rumble again. The hunger was killing her.

“You are really hungry?” Minna asked as she nodded pouting. 

Begley brought something out of an invisible pocket and handed it over to them. 

“Here,” Begley said as Miles took it before the tip of Angela’s skin could have contact with the key.

The key