One day you're at a circus. Excitement is buzzing all around you. Rides, games, shows, snacks. Everything that would interest anyone. But one tent catches your eyes. The sign says: 'Come see The Amazing Magical World!'. You take a step towards it. No one is there. Stepping inside, you look around and see there is a faint glow near the back of the tent. You cautiously walk up to it and touch it with your hand then suddenly there's a bright flash and you fall unconscious. You wake up to the sound of buzzing. You open your eyes and there's fairies above you, staring at you curiously. There is a boy dressed in a strange cloak. He held out his hand to you. "Are ye all right?" He asked you in a strong British accent. You nod slowly then suddenly he waves a stick and mutters a few words and you both are suddenly at a castle. You stare around in shock. The boy rolls his eyes. "Basic teleportation." He explained. "Now come on. The king wants to see you."