Emma laid still on the large queen-sized bed, but her mind wasn’t nowhere still at all. It was running off in all directions, and she couldn’t sleep.

When she had held the outstretched hand of the little girl, she had suddenly found herself at the gates of a huge castle. A type of castle she had only read off and seen in stories, and the internet. The castle was high and huge.

Keeping her silence, she had watched as the gates had opened, revealing a short, middle-aged man ...