Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it. I thought when I put my thieving ways behind me, things would get easier. Not so much. Like everything that's happened since I stole the portal to the Fae Realm, nothing is going right. I've gotten the whole 'sprouting a tale at inappropriate times' under control, even though my dragon still intrudes in my head whenever it wants. The plans I had with Margrite to skip town went up like the flames...