"So high," says Keziah, holding her hand at Ariel's height, "and so low." Peninnah's. "But Ariel can fly now, some!"

"And how big do they need to be before they can visit?"

"And how long will it be until Ariel is that big?"

"A couple of years," says Keziah. "Maybe if she's very precocious sooner."

"Then I guess we'll just have to wait until then."

"It's not that bad,"

their respective sisters say in unison.

The Griffins giggle madly.

Dominique and Damaris do much the same.

"Very like," Dominique agrees.

"Gardens now," says Céleste, when they've been through every corridor of the castle.

Rainier wants to fly, as soon as they are outside; presently one literal and two metaphorical griffins are in the air.

Dominique looks at Damaris.

Damaris shrugs, grins, and takes off.

"Come on, Dominiiiiique," calls Céleste.

"No, thank you," laughs Dominique.

"But Damaris is!" says Keziah.

"I am!" agrees Damaris.

"Flying is funnnnn, Dominiiiiiique," hollers Céleste.

"I can see that you are having fun, Céleste!"

"You should have fun toooooo!"