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Mal removed her phone and swiped to the screen with the strange message. “This,” she said. “Look.”
Evie read the message, her face growing pale as snow for a moment. “Someone left the same message on my InstaRoyal account.” She handed Mal her phone with the offending comment on the screen. Mal studied it, frowning.
“Who do you think it’s from?” asked Evie, feeling goose bumps on her arms. That had to stop. Pebbly skin was so not attractive. “I checked and the user’s anonymous, and their account is private.”
“I have no idea,” said Mal, biting her lip.
“And by the way, why does it talk about the moon?” asked Evie.
“I don’t know. At first, I thought the comments were only meant to be mean. But since they mentioned the moon to both of us, I wonder if there is more to it than that. Maybe they actually do want us to return by a certain time?”
Evie read the message on Mal’s phone again. “Yours says it’s from M.”
“Yeah, I see that,” said Mal. “And my mother used to count
moon days rather than day days. Evil-fairy habit.”
Evie crossed her arms. In their world there was only one M that mattered. “It can’t be from her. I mean, she’s a lizard? Lizards can’t type! How can she be M?”
“I don’t know. Maybe it’s not her,” said Mal hopefully.
“But what if it is?” whispered Evie.
“And who else would want us to return to the Isle of the Lost so badly?” Mal said. “It has to be from…”
“Our parents?” Evie squeaked. “You really think so?”
“There’s only one way to find out. You still have your Magic Mirror, don’t you? Let’s ask it to show us our parents. If my mother is able to get out of that pedestal and turn back into herself, maybe it’ll catch her in the act.”
Evie removed the shard of the Magic Mirror that her mother had gifted her with before she left for Auradon. “Show me Maleficent!” she demanded.
The gray clouds in the mirror’s reflection parted to show a lizard snoozing peacefully under glass. Both Mal and Evie exhaled, relieved.
“What about your mom?” Mal suggested. “Just to make sure?”
Evie nodded. “Show me the Evil Queen!”
But instead of showing Evil Queen happily tweezing her eyebrows or shading in the mole on her cheek, the mirror stayed cloudy. Evie tried again. “Magic Mirror in my hand, show me my mother, I command!”
Still, the mirror’s cloudy swirls remained hazy and swirly. Evie shook it a few times, and even banged it against her lap for good measure. “This isn’t good,” she said. “It’s busted. This has never happened before.”
When she asked, the mirror wouldn’t show them Cruella de Vil or Jafar either, remaining stubbornly gray and fogged in.
“How about asking it to show us Evil Queen’s castle, Hell Hall, and the Junk Shop?” Mal suggested. “Maybe that will work.”
Evie did so, and the mirror cooperated this time, but there was still no sign of any of the three villains. The castle was empty, Hell Hall abandoned, the Junk Shop deserted.
“That’s strange,” said Evie. “It’s not like they go anywhere.” She was starting to have a dreadful feeling about this.
Mal wasn’t ready to give up quite yet. “Ask it again,” she urged.
Evie tried, but no matter what, the mirror remained cloudy. “Maybe it’s broken?” she asked hopefully.
“No, it was working otherwise,” Mal pointed out. “Something else is going on, something that might be connected to the messages we received today.”
Evie stared at Mal. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“That Cruella, Jafar, and Evil Queen are up to their old tricks on the Isle of the Lost and that Maleficent might be involved somehow? Totally,” said Mal.
