“I wish I could remember. I’m not sure about who to send the flute to at all. Their name or identity must have slipped past my mind somehow.”

Oh dear, being cursed sure did a number on her brain for a good while now. It is never fun getting your brain rewired to be acting like someone else she is not. So what to do now?

“If we can’t find the right person to hand over the flute to, maybe I could, well, break it with this axe then?”