She had just entered the land of the oldest and most powerful of all the 
Faery Kings. The many castles on the mountains belonged to all of his Dukes and 
Earls, and she suspected she would have to visit them all before she had gotten 
what she'd come for. It was not a quick adventure for an early Saturday 
morning. But just as she was clasping the book together, new words and an 
illustration appeared on the page she'd been reading, and something about the 
illustration made her open the book back up. It showed a crow perched on a tree 
branch above Princess Nell, holding a necklace in its beak. It was eleven 
jeweled keys strung on a golden chain.
Princess Nell had been wearing it around her neck; apparently the next event in 
the story was that this bird stole it while she was sleeping. Beneath the 
picture was a poem, spoken by the crow from his perch: