The Crown’s Secret Place — In the velvet closet, Pip pushed hats left and right. Swish, swish. Read the full story →
In the velvet closet, Pip pushed hats left and right. Swish, swish. He wanted one snug spot for his sleepy head.
A moon-moth fluttered from a silver button. “Psst. Try the tall one.”
Pip climbed inside the gold crown. The round jewels felt cool. The middle point rose over him like a tiny room. Hummm—the crown fit just right.
Ever since, crowns keep one tall point in the middle, a secret place for small heads that belong there. Can you find Pip’s quiet room?
