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The Spell twins had rarely been told "no" their entire lives, even to one another. If, by rare happenstance, one got a "no", the other would do all in their power to make it a yes. As a result, when they landed on Scottish soil during an on-and-off rainy day, they weren't expecting any obstacles in the way of what they wanted. Everyone had a price, and this lucky man would have the fortune of working for them. It was a win-win.
Still, they did have some sense to them. After all, there was a reason they needed a mage in the first place. Getting this wealthy had a price tag few knew about it, which was the enemies attached to it. So they had booked their flight and subsequent travels under false identities, even lying to their own employees about where they were going. Very few people knew where they really were and what they were actually doing.
At last, with the rain picking up again, they arrived at Castle McDuck. Poe opened up his umbrella to hold it over his sister. "How... quaint."
"I was expecting something more elaborate. Maybe something out of a fairy tale."
Poe chuckled. "Not to worry, sister dear. You won't have to kiss any frogs to get our prince out of there."
Magica rolled her eyes. "If you could stop treating me like a child for a solid minute... how are we supposed to get his attention from within? I don't exactly see any doorbells to ring, and this... entrance is so huge, I doubt they'd hear us knocking."
"Fair question." Poe lightly rapped his knuckles on the door anyway. "But we'll figure something out. We always do."
Still, they did have some sense to them. After all, there was a reason they needed a mage in the first place. Getting this wealthy had a price tag few knew about it, which was the enemies attached to it. So they had booked their flight and subsequent travels under false identities, even lying to their own employees about where they were going. Very few people knew where they really were and what they were actually doing.
At last, with the rain picking up again, they arrived at Castle McDuck. Poe opened up his umbrella to hold it over his sister. "How... quaint."
"I was expecting something more elaborate. Maybe something out of a fairy tale."
Poe chuckled. "Not to worry, sister dear. You won't have to kiss any frogs to get our prince out of there."
Magica rolled her eyes. "If you could stop treating me like a child for a solid minute... how are we supposed to get his attention from within? I don't exactly see any doorbells to ring, and this... entrance is so huge, I doubt they'd hear us knocking."
"Fair question." Poe lightly rapped his knuckles on the door anyway. "But we'll figure something out. We always do."