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went
inside, and as they were having breakfast, Hilda suddenly looked
up. "Babs is coming!" They left their table and rushed outside.
    Esmee the flower witch had enough magic
inside her to sense witches and other magical creatures approach.
As it was her task, she hopped onto her pink broom and sped upwards
to the wrinkly gray and black creature that was approaching on
broomstick.
    Hilda prodded William. "This will be
interesting."
    "Hello, stop please?" Esmee was determined to
make this a good show.
    Baba Yaga stopped. "What? Oh, you're the pink
one. That means I'm at the right place. Hilly and Willy are
expecting me."
    Esmee looked at the old witch in horrified
fascination. She looked like a million years old. "There is no one
called Hilly or Willy here, so if you could please go away..."
    Baba Yaga frowned at the young blond. "Why do
I even bother," she muttered. A wand and a flick of the wrist
later, Esmee was tied in a magical spell and was dragged along as
the old witch had her in tow. "Oh, there they are!" Babs sped up
her broom, hardly paying attention to the shaking and swerving that
Esmee had to endure. "Hilly! Willy! I'm here! And look what I
brought you."
    Hilda and William were almost on their knees.
Tears of laughter streamed from their faces as they saw how Baba
Yaga held up Esmee as if she were a freshly caught fish on a
magical line. They took Esmee over from Babs and freed her from the
magical sling the old witch had cast around her.
    Esmee was very shocked by this treatment. "I
do not want to see you anymore today!" she exclaimed, tears in her
eyes, and quickly ran inside.
    Babs got off her broom. "She doesn't do
welcomes very well, does she?"
    Hilda shrugged. "She may wisen up yet. At
least we'll have our hands free. Do you care for some food?"
    After hugging her friends, Baba Yaga
appreciated the offer; after all, she had been flying most of the
night.

6. Princes and
Princesses

    Six guards came running into the dining hall,
lances at the ready. They positioned themselves around the table
where the three magical people were eating.
    Hilda raised an eyebrow, William looked up
and Baba Yaga muttered: "Not that again" for an unknown reason.
    "Make way for the king!" someone shouted.
Hilda and William looked at each other. The three of them, the few
servants and the guards were the only ones in the dining hall.
    Two of the guards shifted somewhat and the
king stepped up to the table.
    "Hello, King Louie," Hilda said, looking up
at the man, "to what do we owe this honour?"
    Everything about King Louie was big. Even his
hair. His black hair was short, but it came out short in an
amazingly big way. His beard was made of the same hair. Short, and
big. "Grimhilda. I was alerted that there is an ugly witch in the
castle that challenged our house witch."
    "Oh." Hilda looked at William. "Have you seen
an ugly witch?" William shook his head. "Babs, you?" Baba Yaga also
shook her head, sending the thin streaks of her remaining grey hair
flopping. "Can't say I did."
    King Louie stared at Baba Yaga. "Good
grief."
    "Oh, you may not know Baba Yaga," Hilda said.
"Babs, this is King Louie, King Louie, this is Baba Yaga, our dear
friend and my best girlfriend, who came all the way over to help us
find out what the problem is with your little animals."
    Baba Yaga rose up to her full limited length.
"Seriously a pleasure to meet you, your Majesty."
    "A dear friend, eh?" the king said, taking in
Baba Yaga one more time. "Hmm. In that case I assume it is good
that she is around. Welcome to the castle, honourable witch." He
nodded an acknowledgement to Babs. After all, even royalty knew how
to treat magicals. "I will make sure everyone gets to know you are
here. If there is anything we can help with, Prince Jordan or
Princess Snow White are the ones you should talk to." The king
started to turn, then looked at Hilda and whispered: "And please,
don't make our house witch more insecure than she already is." He
nodded a goodbye and