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Philip had to stop halfway through the Forbidden woods as he felt a strong jabbing pain to his heart.
"Aurora, no, fight it!"
"I'm trying too." Aurora shrieks. "But daffodils are so toxic to me, it's hard to press on."
Luckily there was a pump in the secret room as if someone had prepared its magical contents for a mishap just like this. Murvin's family never used to live here so technically they were borrowing it. They found it abandoned door wide open. It was bizarre the rock chair in the main room squeaking as they entered as if someone had sat down in it recently, a tray of well preserved berries and herbs on the dining room table and books of history and legends left to the dusty old shelves. The pump in this secret room also released warm water into the wooden pail he placed underneath he. He was surprised. A cabinet had been transfigured into a wall refrigerator with a honey jar full of honey. Whoever owned the home had been mightily cleverly aware of the future to come in their kingdom.
"I need 10 teaspoons of honey in this pail of warm water. We need to make sure the cauldron can't cast anymore Daffodil spells against Aurora."
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He dumped about a good half of the jar in from the honey in the picture up above. He found a long wooden spoon hanging on the wall of the secret room and stirred it till the honey was not stuck on the bottom. Then since he had already turnt off the pump in the room, he heaved the pail of honey water to the cauldron and let it flow down a carefully placed ramp that allowed the liquid substances to slide right into the bubbling cauldron itself. He picked up another pail, turnt the pump back on, and let it fill half the pail this time add six teaspoons of honey you can't have more honey than that per day cause you might get a sugar rush sometime soon. He filled an 8 ounces wooden glass with the mixture after he stirred it up with the spoon again and hurried up to Aurora's side, her nose was red, her cheeks were flush bright rose, her eyes were starting to lose their violet glow and they were dropping lots of tears she couldn't control. Her breathing was heavy and hard.
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"Aurora sit up, s'il vous plaît (seel voo play). Tu dois boire cette Princesse." speaks Murvin. "Put your back to the wall lean into it, tu es ma meilleure amie et la grande sœur que je n'ai jamais eue, Aurora, ne nous quitte pas maintenant."
She fought her sleepiness off, scooted into the corner of the main room so her back was pressed firmly into the wall, she took the earthen ware glass and put to her lips. She drank the full thing.
"There's more honey water for you downstairs Aurora, 15 more glasses all prepared my Princesse."
"Thank you, I'll stay here where it is safe for the time-being, Murvin, find Philip." Aurora reminded him right away filled with lots of hope. There was a loud popping noise coming from the cauldron blacks pieces of metal were scatter upon the wooden flower it had broken because it could no longer boil as sugar in the honey will cause anything that wants it too fire it launch it up high in the air to misfire or misboil. (the latter term I made up the first can actually be found here in our reality, Skylights). There was an explosion of bubbling white foam on each piece of the cauldron that shattered all around them. The glow upon the daffodils had strongly decreased by 10 ray lengths now.
"Whatever spells my Mom cast with that cauldron will stop spreading now, Aurora. Let me take care of these bothersome flowers for you ma Princesse, s'il vous plaît."
"Oui. Go ahead, Murvin in the meantime I'll do more research on those fairies while I'm recovering." Aurora heaved a sigh that was too much of a close call, but Maleficent had never been that wicked to her. Putting daffodils plain within her sight. She would have a hard time forgiving Mistress Aves, but one day she knew she'd have too eventually. I need to find a better place to burn these naturally growing flowers water won't destroy them. They can grow in water. Maleficent's place is made of stone it won't burn down very easily. And it can be hit by the sun at high noon and at sunset. I have to find Philip he'll definitely help with this task." The bluebird nodded to the window with the key in its talons.
"Thank you, Blue." He said. The window to the secret room was open. He jumped over its wall and was outside.
"Good luck, Murvin." Aurora called out to him immediately right away delighted he found the way out. Tu feras un excellent garde du corps, petit frère, Murvin."
