Chapter 0862 "Damn," Gabriel says under his breath, watching Jacksons, clearly impressed.

The Ambassadors snap into action, each holding hands in a long train.

"Thank you!" I say, light and cheerful in my Princess Cupcake voice, taking the hand of the eldest Ambassador, who looks down at me in wonder. "Now, when we get there, if everyone can please continue to hold hands -"

"Get where?" the Ambassador asks, his eyes going wide.

"No time for questions!" I say, quite light, turning my head back to Jackson and opening my mouth.

"But Benjamin Ternicki!" the Ambassador says, shaking his head, vehemently.

"Interrupt her again," Jackson snarls, storming forward to loom over the smaller man. "Just once more. And watch what happens."

The ambassador goes very, very pale.

"Thank you sweetie," I say, patting Jackson on the chest. "I'll be back in just two minutes -"

"Wait, what?" Jackson gasps.

But too late, I vanish away with all of the ambassadors in tow.

As one, they gasp and shout as they appear in the Land of Darkness,

overwhelmed and frightened by the onslaught of magic, and the disappearance of

the Atalaxian palace, and the appearance of the new world.

for explanations or pity as I stride

soldiers - certainly not as many as there were dashing for us before - are luckily clustered on the other side of the castle-wide cage, peering at the egg that still holds the God of Darkness, probably wondering what

the hands, please!" I call out to the Ambassadors, stepping forward,

And there -

into the air, cupping my hands to

snaps towards

moment later appear

Midnight looks up at me with wide, frightened eyes. She, too, glances over at the shadow encasement

others, did you get them out?" I

brought them to the

his tones frustrated

glances down at Midnight.

"She... we're having trouble

convincing Midnight that Moon

Valley is safe."

she murmurs, wrapping her arms around herself. "And

but Jesse shakes his head at me, clearly letting me know

in turn. "You have to get

back at the yurt for now. What do

who all still stand quiet and still, holding hands like a line of kindergarteners. I can't help but smile at the sight of

en

putting a hand on my shoulder that draws my

"What are you going to

worry about me," I say, shaking my head and

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