"You don't," Carolyn said, gnawing on her bottom lip. "She invites you."

"Naw always!" Parry pointed to the kitchen door. "If you bring something she wants, she'll let you in. And if she wanted to do this to me, she might want something."

It was a long and dangerous shot. Going into Faerie was always dangerous- they'd be like flies zipping into a spiderweb. The queen could keep the two of them from leaving if she wanted, to say nothing of eating, drinking, or giving thanks to anyone. The other option was to petition the queen and hope she would break the spell without anything in return. But there wasn't much of any choice.

The queen was willing to go to these lengths to embarrass Parry. She wouldn't lift the spell unless Parry went before her and begged to be released from her curse- the baby lisp and wet diaper was just icing on the cake.

"We gotta go Riki," Parry said. "There's a door to faiwy under the city park pond!"