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his ladybird wing, he pulled out a scrap of glittery parchment: the clue he had found in the Petrified Forest the night Queen

Fairyweather had gone missing.

It read:

‘GLITTEROPOLIS, the city where the sun never goes down, and your dreams always come true . . .’

‘Let’s go and find Glitteropolis!’ said the king.

‘Now, where’s the right door?’ asked the countess.

The doors in the Fang Mansion tended to move around a lot. It was a matter of skill – and a dollop of good luck – to know which door led where.

‘Here it is,’ she announced, gesturing to a wooden door covered with vines. ‘If I remember correctly, this should lead you to the edge of