Luna frowned and shook her head. She wasn't sure how to explain. She had once tried to speak but fear had gripped her and her calls had been silent. There was something that took her voice away and she didn't know what it was.

She carefully turned over her pad of paper and flipped to a new page. It took her a bit longer to write but Luna was desperate to be able to communicate. When she was done she handed the pad over to the young woman so that others couldn't read it.

'I do not understand either. I try but my voice doesn't come out. I thought it was stolen by the evil queen because she wanted to hurt us but we got away.'