understand,â Mimi said. âSorry. I guess I was a little pushy, but I hope you see that we ainât got nowhere else to go. We donât wanna bring the ODA down on yâall. We know how bad that can be.â She looked at Cara. âIf you can just tell us how we can git outta here, weâll be on our way.â
Xnashaâs eyes went wide. She blurted, âOh, no! You donât understand. What my brother is trying to say is that we will honour the agreement we made with King Gertomund. You are welcome in Atlantis for as long as you wish to stay!â
Xnasos stamped his foot. âXnasha, really! I wanted to tell them. Iâm the spokesman! Why canât you ever let me have any of the fun?â
âSorry,â Xnasha said sheepishly, sending a sneaky wink Mimiâs way. âAfter all, itâs only right we should hide you from the ODA. Itâs our fault they entered this world in the first place.â
âXnasha! Silence!â Xnasos barked. Xnasha immediately obeyed her brother.
âWhat did she mean by that? Youâre the reason the Grey Agents are here?â Mimi demanded.
âMy sister cannot control her tongue.â Xnasos aimed another pointed glare at Xnasha, who reddened and remained silent. âWe will explain everything to you later. Right now, we offer our official welcome to the city of Atlantis. You are welcome to stay as long as you need to.â
Mimi wondered what Xnasha had meant by her strange comment. She was about to demand an explanation, but Cara cut her off.
âMimi,â Cara said meaningfully, âwe need a place to rest and regroup. Letâs just get ourselves settled, and then we can ask our questions later.â
Mimi glowered at Cara, about to shoot back an angry response, but she looked around at the state of their little company of refugees, the exhausted faces of the Guards, Mrs. Francis, and Mr. Kipling. The tall old sailor was practically asleep on his feet. Seeing that they were indesperate need of a safe haven to lick their wounds and make plans, she conceded.
âAll right,â Mimi nodded. âWe accept yer invitation. But I wants some answers ⦠soon!â She turned to the waiting throng of Hollow Mountain refugees and shouted, âHey, everybody! We got a place to stay!â
The children sent up a deafening cheer of joy that echoed around the stone chamber. Xnasosâs face fell. âOh, dear,â he said softly. âI hope we havenât made a terrible mistake.â
âDoing the right thing is never a mistake.â Xnasha smiled and clapped him on the back. âLetâs get underway.â
Chapter 9
After the children had gathered up their meagre possessions, Mrs. Francis herded them into rows, with each older child holding hands with a younger one. The Guards took up positions along the line, forming a protective escort with Mimi, Cara, and Mr. Kipling in the lead. When the chaotic mass of children was finally in a rough semblance of order, Mimi signalled to Xnasos and Xnasha that they were ready. The babble of excited conversation died down to an expectant hush as the Hollow Mountain refugees turned their attention to their hosts.
The Atlanteans faced the glowing dome, its surface smooth and glassy. It was closed and had been since just after the Atlanteans had departed from it. Now Xnasos approached the dome, moving across the metal gangplank until he stood directly in front of the weird object. He reached out, laid a hand on its surface, and uttered a series of words in his own language. The dome responded. The light pulsed brighter and the dome shuddered. A deep thrumming vibration filled the chamber so strongly that Mimi could feel it resonating in her chest. The children sighed in wonder as a section of the dome slid back with a smooth hiss until there was a slice out of the sphere. Golden light spilled over the faces of the spectators. Mimi had to admit it was pretty