Darcey Bussell - Magic Ballerina 13-18

“Look!” Holly gasped. “But the White Cat wouldn’t just leave!”

“Of course he wouldn’t,” said Lila. “Oh, Holly, this is dreadful. I think the Wicked Fairy has kidnapped him – along with Goldilocks and Red Riding Hood.”

Holly’s stomach felt as if it was full of icy water. “Why? Because she wants to ruin the party?”

Lila nodded. “Look, I’m going to tell you a secret,” she said in a whisper. “I told King Tristan about it a while ago. He asked me not to tell anyone else, in case people got worried. However, when I asked him just now he said I could tell you and the White Cat. He’s hoping you can help. You see, the Wicked Fairy has a very good reason for wanting to stop the dance from happening.”

Holly’s heart was pounding. “What is it?”

“Well, you know the prince broke the Wicked Fairy’s curse when he woke Aurelia by kissing her?” Lila asked.

Holly nodded.

“The truth is he only half broke it,” Lila sighed. “Being Aurelia’s special fairy godmother, I knew that the wedding dance had to be repeated at sunset today, exactly a year on from the wedding. If it isn’t, then the Wicked Fairy’s curse would fall again and everyone would go back to sleep. And this time there would be no one to save us. We wouldn’t ever wake up.”

Holly stared at Lila. “But that’s awful!”

Lila nodded. “I’m sure the Wicked Fairy thinks that if enough people disappear, then everyone else will realise that she’s up to something, panic and leave before sunset.”

“So the dance won’t happen and then her curse will fall,” said Holly. “Oh, goodness.” A thought crossed her mind. “But how can you be sure it is her?”

“When I was with the king we used my magic to look at her castle. We saw Red Riding Hood and Goldilocks trapped in the tallest tower. It won’t be long before the White Cat’s taken there too.” Tears filled Lila’s eyes. “Oh, Holly, I don’t know what to do!”

Holly’s mind whirled. A picture of the White Cat filled her head. She remembered the fear on his face before he bounded into the river to save her. Now she had to be as brave and save him — and the others.

“We have to go to the Wicked Fairy’s castle and rescue them, before anyone notices they have all gone,” she declared. “How do we get there?”

“We can use my magic,” said Lila, “but I don’t know how we are going to get them out of the tower.”

Holly thought for a moment. “Could we take a rope ladder?” she suggested.

“That’s a brilliant idea!” exclaimed Lila. “There’s a rope ladder in the store cupboard in the cellars.” She ran off and came back a few minutes later with a coiled-up rope ladder. She took Holly’s hands. “Are you ready?”

Holly nodded determinedly.

Lila waved her wand. “Then let’s go!”

Lila’s magic whisked them away in a cloud of purple sparkles and set them down behind a tree in the grounds of a forboding grey castle.

Holly peeped out. “Look, there’s the White Cat!” she hissed, seeing her friend looking out of the tallest tower. “Oh, Lila let’s go to the tower and then you can fly up there with one end of the ladder.”

But just as she said this, the castle door flew open. A big fairy dressed in tatty black clothes stomped out. Holly and Lila quickly shrank back behind the tree.

The Wicked Fairy had cruel dark eyes and a long warty nose. Her grey hair was piled on her head and there was a long black wand in her hand with a crystal ball at the top. Lizards dressed as footmen scampered around her. She flicked her wand. Immediately, there was a flash of green smoke and a carriage appeared. Instead of horses there were four more lizards pulling it.

The Wicked Fairy cackled as she climbed into it. “Take me to the Royal Palace!” Picking up the reins, she lashed them down on the lizards’ backs. “Onwards, you fools!”

The other lizards fearfully leapt up behind her and the carriage set off down the drive.

“Come on!” Holly said as soon as it had disappeared from sight. She raced to the tower with Lila flying overhead.

“Oh, my shimmering whiskers!” The White Cat called down from the window. “It’s Holly and Lila!” Two girls joined him, one in a red cloak, the other with long blonde ringlets.

“We’ve got a rope ladder,” Holly called. She saw a strange look flicker across the cat’s face.

“Oh, but …” his voice trailed off.

“What?” The cat hesitated and then shook his head. “Nothing.”

Lila flew up to the window and passed one end inside. “Quick!” As soon as it was secure, she flew down with the other end. Holly held it steady.

The White Cat helped Red Riding Hood over the sill and out of the window. She climbed nimbly down. “Thank you!” she gasped, jumping the last few metres.

Goldilocks came next. “We’re free!” she said her blue eyes shining. “Thank you!”

“Come on!” Holly urged the White Cat.

He started to climb over the windowsill and then he hesitated.

“What’s the matter?” she called as he climbed back inside.

“I … I can’t do it. I didn’t tell you, but I’m not just scared of water. I’m scared of heights as well! You’ll have to go on without me.”

Holly looked at him in dismay. “But what about when the Wicked Fairy comes back?”

“Don’t worry about me,” he said bravely. “You have to get back before people realise we’re all missing. Go!”

Holly shook her head. “No way! I’m not leaving you.” She swallowed hard and then did the only thing she could think of – she started to climb the rope.

“Holly stop it!” he shouted anxiously. “You’re scared of heights too!”

Holly ignored him. Gritting her teeth, she climbed higher and higher. Not daring to look down she stared at his shocked face. Her heart was pounding and her legs were shaking, but she had to get him down from there. “If I can do it, so you can you,” she gasped as she got near to the window.

But just as she spoke, her foot slipped. With a cry of alarm she grabbed hold of the rung she was on with both hands. Her legs dangled free. With one bound the White Cat was out of the window and racing down the rope ladder towards her head and arms first. At the same time, Lila shot into the air.

The White Cat reached Holly first. He held her hands on to the ladder as she found the lower rung with her feet.

“Thank you!’ she said weakly, gazing into his green eyes.

Lila appeared beside her. “Come back down. I’ll go behind you. If you slip again, I’ll catch you.”

Holly slowly backed down the rope ladder, Lila behind and the White Cat above. When they all reached the bottom she sank on to the ground, her legs too shaky to hold her up. The White Cat collapsed beside her and she stroked his soft fur.