The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

"Goodbye, Sister Moran! Goodbye, Zizi! Goodbye, Kaba! Goodbye, Sentai! I'll come visit you guys again in a couple of days! Wait for me!"

Little Leila's innocent farewell was filled with boundless anticipation for her upcoming "visit" trip.

The flying carpet was summoned again, and the moss vines slid off Little Leila's waving hand and wrapped around the edge of the flying carpet once more.

In front of the treehouse, Della held little Leila, who was still waving her little hands vigorously.

Moran could still see the extent of her little arm waving even after the flying carpet disappeared into the treetops.

"We're about to have a little guest," Moran said softly, her voice full of anticipation. "We need to prepare properly."

She had already started planning in her mind: to prepare a more comfortable and fun children's room for little Leila, to prepare some fun things and snacks suitable for children, and to plan several safe and interesting routes for her to play and stroll near the rose garden and hollow trees...

Perhaps you could prepare some children's products in advance and carefully incorporate them into your routine!

"Master! A few of us can help!" Zizi said, patting his chest.

These few are much more reliable than those things contaminated by magic!

"Okay!" Moran agreed with a smile, "I'll have to trouble you to take care of little Leila for me then!"

*
A few days later, one morning, Moran was enjoying a simple breakfast on the platform atop the mutated hollow tree, watching the sea of ​​roses awaken in the morning light.

Squeak's tail hooked around the railing, swinging back and forth, while Kaba stood quietly to one side. Moss vines stretched along the wooden structure of the platform, their leaves appearing exceptionally green in the morning light.

Just then, a clear shout came from the direction of the forest:

"Sister Moran—! We're here—!"

The crisp sound pierced the tranquil morning air, startling several morning birds in the nearby bushes.

Moran looked in the direction of the sound and saw Grandma Della leading little Leila along the forest path at the edge of the forest.

Della wore a more formal witch's robe, while little Leila, like a bird released from its cage, hopped and skipped, her chestnut curls bouncing with her movements.

She was wearing a brand new light blue tulle dress today, one of the gifts Moran had given her last time.

She also carried a bulging little crossbody bag embroidered with wind chime flowers on her waist.

"They're here." Moran smiled, stood up, and waved to the crowd below.

Squeak immediately chirped excitedly and quickly climbed down the outer wall of the hollow tree to greet the guest.

Sen Tai and Kaba quickly followed suit.
Moran hurried down the spiral staircase, and as soon as she opened the archway formed by the activated roots, a small figure eagerly rushed into her arms.

"Sister Moran! I missed you so much!" Little Leila hugged Moran's leg tightly, her upturned face beaming with a smile brighter than the sun: "I'm here with Mommy! Look, I'm wearing the new dress you gave me!"

She let go, twirled around as if showing off, and her fluffy skirt billowed in the air.

"I see it, it's so beautiful! Like a little princess." Moran praised sincerely, then looked up at Della, who was approaching with a smile. "Grandma, was the journey smooth? How did you manage to walk here?" "It was smooth; walking through the forest in the early morning is very pleasant." Della walked closer, looking up at the tall, strange hollow tree and the dreamlike sea of ​​roses around her: "The scenery here... is truly stunning!"

"Mommy! Look! It really is the belly of the tree!" Little Leila's attention was completely drawn to the inside of the hollow tree. She let go of Moran, ran to the door, peeked inside, and exclaimed, "Wow—it's so bright inside! There are stairs! And they go around in circles!"

“Welcome to my treehouse, little Leila.” Moran gestured invitingly. “Would you like to come in and see your room? Zizi and the others have already decorated it for you.”

"Yes!" Little Leila immediately jumped up, but she still turned back and grabbed her mother's hand before they went into the treehouse together.

The treehouse is warm and bright inside, with a faint woody fragrance in the air.

Everything was neat and orderly, but with a touch of childlike fun added to welcome the little guests.

Moran led them up the spiral staircase to the upper level. She pushed open an archway naturally formed by branches: "Here, this is your room."

The room wasn't big, but it was decorated with great care.

A low, comfortable bed covered with soft, cloud-like bedding is placed against the wall, with a small, magical nightlight hanging above the headboard that emits a soft starlight.

There was also a small, round window next to it, facing the sea of ​​roses outside. The sunlight was just right, making the room bright and cozy.

Beside the bed is a short, cute tree stump table and a small cushion.

What surprised little Leila the most was a small "toy corner" in a corner of the room, surrounded by soft, dry moss and colorful pebbles. Inside were several brand-new plush toys, miniature versions of Squeak, Kaba, and Senmo, as well as a miniature tea set and several new picture books.

"Do you like it?" Moran asked.

Little Leila was completely mesmerized. She let go of her mother's hand, slowly walked into the room, and nodded vigorously: "I love it! I love it so much! Thank you, Sister Moran!"

She ran over and hugged each of the new dolls, saying, "Hello, Little Squeak, Little Kaba, Little Sentai, I'm Little Leila!"

Della looked around at the carefully prepared holiday, her eyes filled with emotion and relief: "Moran, you've put so much thought into this, you even decorated a room for us!"

“Of course!” Moran smiled. “Little Leila, why don’t you familiarize yourself with your room first, or have Zizi and the others show you around the whole treehouse? Grandma and I will chat downstairs for a while, okay?”

“Great!” Little Leila was immediately drawn to the suggestion of “visiting the treehouse.”

Seeing her daughter quickly playing with the squeaky cats, Della felt relieved and went downstairs with Moran.

Sitting down in the living room, Della handed Moran a small cloth bag: "Here, these are fresh berries picked from the forest and some edible magical herbs. They taste pretty good. And this too."

She then took out a thin notebook wrapped in soft leather: "This is some notes I made before about how to handle common little witch situations. Maybe it will be helpful to you."

Moran accepted the notebook with great care: "Thank you so much, Grandma. These are exactly what I need!"

"Overall, Leila is an easy child to take care of, but she is still young, very curious, energetic, and needs constant care."

Della carefully explained, "She usually wakes up early in the morning and needs a hearty breakfast. She has a good napping habit, usually about an hour after lunch, for one and a half to two hours. She also goes to bed early at night, but likes to listen to stories before bed. She's not picky about most foods, especially sweets, so remember not to let her eat too much at once..." (End of Chapter)