 Tell Them I'm Trapped in an Oil Painting
Look at that, a child that was praising his professors. Iris couldn't be more proud of this school then she was at this very moment. How amazing it was to hear a child say positive things about adults. Too many times in this very spot she heard the negative. "Have you told them? It is wonderful to hear that our staff is doing so well for you."
As she listened to the boys her head shook to his question, "No, that's not true. There was a time the elves slacked in their work because they were too worried about a baby elf." She eyed the little one with them. "Things were becoming very messy during that time." She had heard about a fire as well. "I haven't seen anything suspicious, but with all the cobwebs and dirt it is hard to see through our portraits. " |