GINA’S POV I don’t know what else to do now. I have been coming to the packhouse every other day, morning and night, hoping to meet with the queen but all my attempts have been vain. If only I could give the message that I have for the queen to one of the servants to relay to her then it would have been great. But I know the importance of this to Dawn, and I cannot just speak to anyone. I am afraid that it might get to the ear of the wrong person and then sir Tim would come to find out about my involvement in this and I wonder what would be the fate of Dawn and I should that happen. So I have to be discreet about this. I can only speak to the queen and no one else. If I should speak to another, then I must be a hundred percent sure that such a person came with the queen from Pixolands. However, I could not help but doubt if the queen will ever agree to meet with me. I am a nobody to request an audience with her. She might not take me seriously and may only see me as a nuisance since by calculations I should not even know her or have anything to do with her. This is the third day and yet nothing has been achieved. I have no news of Dawn and right now I can't even say if she is still alive. Oh no, the thought of her dying scares me. I should never think of such, I should be positive for her. The queen will see me by four as promised and then everything will be over. Dawn will be saved, I am sure of that. It is already past two and I have less than two hours to meet the queen. My anxiety started to build as I anticipated an audience with the queen. In my state of anxiousness, I stood up from the shade I was resting in outside the packhouse and began to pace around. The clock is ticking and things must have to go my way. I started to think about what I would tell the queen to convince her that I am truly from Dawn. What if it turns out that she does not take Dawn that seriously and that Dawn has misinterpreted her goodwill or has only been used by her? Sincerely, I don't know what else to do if this fails. I think I would have to find Dawn and present myself to sir Tim should that be the case. If he is going to kill Dawn, then he should as well kill me too. I’d rather die with her than sit back and do nothing to save her. In my anxiety, I moved over to the packhouse and walk inside. I must make the servants aware that I am still waiting for the queen least they forget completely about me. As soon as I entered, I met the maid that had attended to me earlier. I could tell that she is the one because she is still putting up the same pitch poker dot veil.“You are back?” she said with a cute smile as soon as she saw me. “Yes,” I replied. “Do hold on a little longer, it is almost 3 O’clock. I will remind the queen about you once she wakes from her siesta” she promised. “Sorry, but are you from this Pack?” I asked. “Sorry...” she said. “I mean, are you with the queen from Pixolands?” I asked. “Why do you ask?” she demanded my reason for asking. “No... it is just that... see, never mind. I think I will go back outside and wait for the queen” I said and made to leave. She called to me. “Wait, have you been waiting outside?” she asked “Yes... I won't want to lose track of time” I replied. “Then you can come in and wait. I will give you something to eat as you do so” she offered. “Thank you but I must decline. I’ve got no appetite for food at the moment” I replied and walked away. She should be with the queen, her hospitality can only be compared to that of the queen. But right now, I don’t think I can take anything, and moreover, I don’t have anything to repay a Pixie’s kindness. I went back to standing and sitting outside. I would sit for a minute or two before standing again. I repeated this circle continuously just to cool my nerves. It has already 3:30 pm and I am still waiting outside. Under the hot sun, I was sweating profusely and dust covered most of my body. I wonder if I should leave now and go in search of Dawn as I felt something bad would happen to her if I should wait here until 4 O’clock. “I don’t think going to look for her is for the best,” I said aloud to myself. As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I turned and saw a young man staring at me and when my eyes met his, he looked the other way and continued on his way to the packhouse. I was embarrassed, he must think that I am a mad person with the way I look and talked to myself while pacing around. I do look like a mad person. For days now I have not had my bath or looked after myself. I had been sleeping in this open shade close to the packhouse.In shame, I decided to hide my face and walk away. I must go and hide somewhere and come out by 4:00 pm. But then, would the queen agree to see me in this state? It doesn’t matter to me. Once I am sure that my message would get to her I wouldn’t mind communicating it to one of her servants if she so directs. Just as I was about to turn around and go hide somewhere, I caught another glimpse of the man, this time a more proper. “Hey, wait, mister” I immediately screamed and was waving at him. He was already at the front of the gate but stopped and shut me a quizzical look. I must appear like a madwoman to him. I thought within me. I am just grateful that he agreed to wait even when he is not obliged to. “Please, hold on...” I screamed again and ran to him. He was dressed as a Pixie soldier, and he was with a little boy of about ten years old. I think the boy should be his son. Maybe he is a soldier that has brought some vital military information to the queen. He is from Pixolands, that I am sure of. Now that I am sure of reaching the queen, I ran to them, and when I arrived, the both of them were staring at me and did not say a word. On my part, I was overjoyed to finally meet a Pixie. My message would safely get to the queen. With my long period of silence, standing there staring at them, the boy spoke first. “You stopped us, aunt” “I... I.. am Gina. You can call me Gina” I replied shining my teeth. “Yes, Gina, what is the problem?” the young man asked. Before I could reply, I took and deep breath with my mouth open. It is like a dream come true after such a long wait, I can finally save my friend. However, when I heard his voice something about him seemed to click. I know that I have never met him anywhere, but there is a connection, the link to which we both shared. I am not sure was that is, but it only made me believe that he is someone I can talk to.