the rest. âToo bad we canât help them resettle in their homeland in Arizona. We would at least know where to find them. If they had their petrified wood back, they would never budge.â
It had been a weak joke. Only a few people smiled.
âWhy canât we?â It took me a second to realize Iâd said it out loud, but judging by the number of Characters who turned to stare at me, I definitely had.
he Director had made it very clear that we young Characters were only there to give reports and receive orders. We were not supposed to talk. I tried to pretend that I had just been muttering something to Lena, but that didnât work.
âDo you have something to say, Aurora Landon?â said the Director shortly.
I froze.
Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut. Maybe I should have pretended that I let the grown-up Characters do all my thinking for me. Maybe I would haveâif they had been talking about anyone besides the Living Dwarves.
I knew Hadriane. I remembered the longing in her voice when she spoke of her peopleâs homeland. So I said, âWhy canât we help them resettle in the Petrified Forest National Park? We should be able to talk to the ranger people. The dwarves would need to hide during the day, but . . .â
I drifted off. The whole Canon was still staring at me. Most of them looked kind of scandalized. I guess it was a stupid idea to suggest during a war. We had enough to deal with.
Chase sat forward. âThey might come to us if they hear we have something to offer.â
Then Lena piped up. âI could probably cast a cloaking spell over their settlement, so no humans could see it unless they were inside.â
âThey really want their homeland back,â added Miriam, the representative for the rising twelfth graders. She and Hadriane had spent most of the quest side-by-side. Miriam had even started a new fashion among the high schoolersâfour-strand dwarvish braids, just like the princess had taught her. âThatâs the only reason they allied with the Snow Queen, but we could probably help them more than she could. I mean, we still live in the human lands. We know more stuff.â
âActually, this is pretty random,â said Ben, who was the representative for the grade above us, âbut I have a cousin married to a park ranger who works there.â
For three whole seconds, it seemed kind of possible .
A few members of the Canon were warming up to the idea. Red Riding Hood scratched her chin under her red baseball cap. Henry stared at me with the same shock Iâd felt the day the sword master invited me to be his assistantâlike Iâd never seen him properly before. But Hansel and Rapunzel both smiled.
The Directorâs look was cool. âThe dwarf king will be truly eager to accept our help, Iâm sure. The last time his people allied with ours only resulted in the death of his eldest daughter.â
Everyone but Ben flinched. We had invited Hadriane on the quest with us. I wasnât the only one who felt responsible for her death.
âMildred.â Rapunzelâs voice was soft, but the reproach was obvious. âOne child was taken from him, but his twins and heirs were returned safely. The king would not forget.â
âItâs a fair point,â said Gretel. The guilt lodged in my stomach barely budged.
âThe king does owe us,â Hansel agreed, âand his people may want revenge for the death of their princess.â
âSo, this should be our new policy, then?â said the Director. âTo lure allies to us the same way Solange does? Offering them lands we do not have?â
Ugh. In every meeting, the Director found a way to remind everyone how similar the Snow Queen and I were. We werenât just the only two Characters in history with Unwritten Tales. Sometimes, we thought the same way too.
She didnât need to tell me. Iâd been doing my