Luz breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately the air around them seemed to hum with energy. The Unseelie king glared daggers at Luz, but the vines at least appeared to keep him in place. Clearly their combined magics was enough to subdue him enough to at least nab the crown.

Meanwhile, Luz was already zipping over to Isabela.

"This place is going to be crawling with faeries before long, so I suggest we don't be here when they arrive! Bury the crown in the forest, and then I'll get us out of here. I've got special transport!"