Book3:WereMyDreamIs

leamingbckwatersnakefollowingcloselybehindherhead.Justthensherealizedthattheoxygeninherbodywasgettinglowawastimetoswimoutthroughthewindow,gouptothesurfaoreairbeforeingdowntoresumeheriion.Onherwayoutshefeltsomethingpultherheadandherastwassomewhatslowedbyherbraidwhichhadbeencaughtohing.ShelookedbadsawthattheendofherbraidwascaughtbyKingDimitri’smagicbowwhichwashangingonthewindow.Deannawasoverjoyedandalmostshoutedoutloudiement.Shetookthemagicbow,slungitaroundhershoulderandquicklyswamtothesurface.Shebrokeoutofthewaterjustuhepcewheretheflyingbroomwash,waitingpatientlyforitsrider.Shehungthebowontothebroomandsaidhappily,

    “Mypreciousbroom,seehowfortuoday?Iactallycameacrossohemostimportanttreasur