Once the group entered the room, they noticed a large-sized bed in the middle of the room. They went over to check it out and surrounded the bed. A peach-colored Pilkon rested in bed with her eyes shut.

“Mother, we’re back. How are you feeling?” Princess Murasakiiro asked with worry and concern.

There was no reply.

“Hang in there, please,” Gurenji murmured.

“I beg your pardon,” Clause said sadly, “And I don’t mean to be rude, but whatever happened to her?”

“Murasaki’s mom, the Queen of the Pilkons, is sick,” Midoricha explained.

“She’s been like this for a while now,” Akapin added.

“No way. Is there nothing we can do to make her better?” Bridget asked.

“Why, yes, there is.” The Princess replied. “I heard that there is something that can cure her, but it’s in a dangerous place. But I want you guys to get it for me.”

“What!?” Everyone else gasped, surprised.

“No offense, but are you crazy?” Akapin questioned.

“Didn’t you say it was dangerous?” Bridget added.

“We could get ourselves killed!” Clause exclaimed.

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“I agree with everyone,” Midoricha replied nonchalantly.

“Did you think it’d be a walk in the park?” Gurenji raised an eye as Murasakiiro dropped hers. “Unbelievable...”

“Um, Miss Murasakuro?” Bridget asked.

“Call her Your Highness!” Gurenji barked.

“Your Highness?”

“If you have trouble with my proper titles, then I give you permission just to call me Saki if you’d like,” Murasakiiro stated.

“Oh, ok, then.” Bridget cleared her throat and tried again. “So, Saki, I was wondering, where exactly is this place and what does this look like?”

“Well, I’m not sure where it’s at exactly. I’ve never been there before...”

“So you’ve only heard about it, is that correct?” Akapin asked.

“I’ve seen someone bringing it before long ago back when I was sick; it was a red plant with orbs surrounding it if I can remember correctly...” Murasakiiro explained to the group.

“Is that all you know?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“What? Are you getting suspicious of her?” Gurenji questioned, “You don’t believe her?”

“No, of course not!” Clause exclaimed, “We know this is important to you, but we’re not sure if we can pull this task off...”

“Is that so?” The Princess mumbled.

“I hate to admit it, but...” Gurenji muttered to himself.

“Gurenji?”

“Yes, what is it, Your Highness?”

“I would like for you to accompany them on their dangerous journey they’ll be taking.”

No way? Gurenji thought, his eyes widening. “You got it, leave it to me, Your Highness!” He shouted proudly.

Clause skeptically narrowed his eyes, however. “Um, how will he help us...?”

“Are you doubting my skills?” Gurenji looked over at them and questioned. “I’m going to make certain that you guys don’t slack off and do your work properly!”

“Uh-huh, like we would do something like that?” Bridget scowled at the gray Pilkon.

“Hey, you stay out of this—”

“Enough!” Princess Murasakiiro shouted. Everyone went silent and turned to her with worry. “Are you guys going to help or not?”

“We’re sorry...” Bridget and Gurenji said with their heads hung low.

“I don’t want to hear that! I want to hear you say that you’ll work together, understand?”

Bridget and Gurenji straightened up and exclaimed, “Yes, ma’am, we’ll work together and co-operate!”

The Princess Pilkon sighed. “All right, let’s get a move on then...”