[Poggio]

“If you say it will make me happy.” How the chattering mouse conned him into such a guise he was not sure, but one moment he was standing before her vanity the next he was disrobed and cloaked in a wedding dress of unusual color of cascading shades of blue and white. There were so many things that did not ring correctly in Robins mind, how could a mole marry a human, how could this mouse even speak to him. He fought to use logic that continued to escape from him. No, he wanted to see Jerial, but the mouse had assured him there was no hope. This quickly settled Robin into disappear at the dawning of understanding. Jerial was gone. “If you say it will make me happy...” He said again.