The blonde man continued to search, examine, sigh. Finally, he sat back on his heels, looking around sorrowfully. "How... how am I supposed to find it in this place?" He whispered, obviously thinking he was talking to himself. "The key... I must find the key. It's the only way...

"Her heart for the key. That's what she told me."

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Raman sank down to sit on a small rock, glaring at the human girl's sleeping face. He should have seen it, should have been able to feel something... Magic was usually so obvious, to those who knew what to look for, of course.

So why hadn't he known?

"Wake up, you," he growled at the girl, knowing she couldn't hear him. How long was she going to sleep? The enchantment on her... would it ever allow her to wake up at all?