Two wizards and two soldiers appear in the desert, a few feet away from a tired slave caravan.
They nod at each other and disappear again.
"I don't know how feasible the spell idea is but it sounds handy."
And she goes to almost but not quite the end of the path. "I need geographical information on where you want this to lead."
"Like describe landmarks in the terrain and where you want the gate relative to those."
"Sure, 'ground level so many feet in this direction from the this edge of the shell' should work."
"You can try ground level two hundred feet from the southernmost edge of the shell, but if it doesn't work, that might be because of some features of the shell and we might need to go outside it to get your gate to work."
"Okay."
She tries.
A moment later she steps through.
"Okay, I'm going to turn her invisible after I've watched her long enough to do that so who sees whom when is under more control." She studies the fairy. "It'd be nice to meet you all under less stressful circumstances."
"Hey. I'm not planning to mistreat you. I'm sorry this is so complicated."
"I'm staying with your son's court and intend to transfer you to them. I will not want to keep you long term, it's just expedient for the transfer."
"Fairies without courts are at greater general risk, as I understand it. It's typically preferred to keep everyone you're entangled with where you can see them and that lends itself to a court structure."
After about ten minutes there she goes. "Okay, if you follow me you'll come through the gate."
And through she goes.
He glances from his father (who is sitting rigidly looking in the other direction) to his grandmother.
"No entanglement.
- and now there is."