During the night a fairy had entered Nobel Bell College to protect herself from the cold and rain. You could feel that you were close to reaching a warm and safe place, that is thanks to the vibrations of your wings... but a pale hand grabbed your tiny body to end your search.

Now you were locked in a glass jar next to a candle. "I never thought I would be close to a creature as stupid as you.." Rollo muttered to himself while he wrote in his notebook all your characteristics, the size of your wings, the shine that emanated from them and every smallest detail.

"You should have thought about that before...oh please don't look at me like that..."

He growled a little while covering his lips with the handkerchief, but for some reason his look of fear and despair softened his heart a little...