Book3:WereMyDreamIs

herlessformalcelebrations.Davidcouldn’thelpclighistongueinadmirationsaying,

    “Let’shinkaboutowningsomagnifitapaceasthisone.Iwouldbetentjusttobeabletosleeponthiscarpet,sosoftandplush.”Mr.Kaffeesmiledanddidnotreply.

    “Whyisthispacesoheavilyfortified?”askedRichard.“Aretheyafraidofaninvasion?”

    “Don’tfettheKingdomofDreamhadbeeninvadedbybarbariantribesandtheoldpacewasburnttotheground”repliedMr.Kaffee.“Soitislogicalthattheyputextrastressonfortificatioheyrebuilt.”Thewholepacewaspletelyemptywithnotraceoflightorsoundofotherhumanocts.TheonlyheyheardwastheirownfootstepsasMr.Kaffeeledthemfromroomtoroohepacewasathreestoreybuilding.Whentheyreachedthetopfloor,theycamefacetofacewithhugeFrendowso