Hannah and the Fairy Tale Fairies flew up to join Julia and the girls.

“Jack Frost has taken your magic objects to the human world,” said Kirsty. “He’s planning to make your fairy tales all about him, starting with Sleeping Beauty.”

The fairies looked very upset.

“That means that the fairy tale characters must be in the human world, too,” said Julia. “We have to get our magic objects back and return the characters to their stories, or fairy tales will be ruined forever.”

“Please let us help you,” said Rachel. “We can’t let Jack Frost do this to our favorite stories!”

The Fairy Tale Fairies looked very grateful, and Hannah nodded.

“I think it would be a good idea to help Julia first,” she said.

“Oh yes, please,” said Julia. “I need my magic jewelry box to rescue Sleeping Beauty and return her to her story.”

“Then we should go back to the human world right away and start looking,” said Kirsty.

Julia nodded and, with a wave of her wand, she whisked all three of them back to Tiptop Castle. The girls found themselves standing in the cozy reading room, human-size again. Julia fluttered between them.

“Where should we start looking?” she asked in a breathless voice.

Before the girls could reply, they heard laughter coming from the big dining room next door.

“I wonder what’s so funny,” said Kirsty.

“Let’s go and find out,” Rachel suggested. “Julia, you can hide in my pocket if you want.”

Julia slipped into Rachel’s pocket, and then the girls ran through to the dining room. They found a crowd of giggling children wearing fairy tale costumes—from frog princes to enchanted princesses and fairy godmothers. They were all standing around the long dining table, and Rachel and Kirsty had to stand on tiptoes to see what they were laughing at.

A beautiful young woman was lying in the middle of the table, fast asleep. She was wearing a long golden gown with huge puffed sleeves, and her raven-black hair spread around her head in long, silky coils. Her skin looked as smooth as velvet.

“How on earth can she sleep through all this laughter?” Kirsty wondered aloud. “Who is she?”

“She’s one of the festival organizers, of course,” guessed a girl dressed as a pumpkin. “Why else would she be dressed like that?”

“It’s strange that she’s fallen asleep on the table,” said Rachel.

“Maybe she’s been working hard to get ready for the festival,” Kirsty suggested. Then she lowered her voice. “Come on, we have to start looking for Julia’s magic jewelry box.”

But as they moved toward the door, Julia peeked out of Rachel’s pocket and then let out a squeak of surprise.

“That’s not a festival organizer,” whispered the little fairy. “That’s Sleeping Beauty!”

Rachel and Kirsty stared at the princess, hardly able to believe that they were looking at the real Sleeping Beauty. Then Kirsty noticed something that made her heart thump. Four pairs of large, green feet were poking out from under the dining table!

“Look!” Kirsty whispered, nudging Rachel. “Do those look like goblin feet to you?”

“Definitely,” said Rachel with a frown. “Come on, let’s get closer.”

None of the other children had noticed the feet—they were all too busy giggling at Sleeping Beauty. Rachel and Kirsty crouched down beside the table and listened.

“My arms are aching from carrying that girl,” complained a scratchy voice.

“Mine, too,” said a deeper voice. “I don’t see why we had to carry her all the way down from the big bedroom.”

“Because Jack Frost needed the four-poster bed so he could be Sleeping Jack Frost, of course,” squawked a third goblin voice.

“Speaking of Jack Frost, shouldn’t we get back upstairs?” said a fourth goblin, sounding nervous. “He might want something and he’ll be angry if we’re not there.”

“They’re coming out,” whispered Kirsty.

There was a scratching sound under the table, and then the girls saw the four goblins crawling out from under the table on their stomachs. They scrambled across the floor, unseen by the other children, and slipped out of the dining room.

“Quick, let’s follow them,” said Rachel. “They can lead us to Jack Frost!”