Man, it looks really different from the high view. I haven't been in the iron realm for a long time, that or I haven't remembered it. I drank the fruit of the Underworld. I have forgotten memories. I must have had good reason to forget them why else would I have done such an insane move? And that's insane even for me.  

What am I missing? How am I supposed to find the eye? I know it's in the castle. How would Meghan hand me the eye? I don't even know her! That... or I don't remember her. It's one or the other. How can a human take the throne? How can a human even be brought here to the realm of fey? It doesn't make any sense.

I look down at the realm. I've been gone far too long. I feel the wind in my feathers. What is bothering me? Something is. Could it be the emptiness in my own head? It feels like there's a whole in my brain. It's kind of annoying.

Patience Goodfellow, patience. The fun will soon begin. I never imagined that the prophecy will be fulfilled. I'm not even sure how it can be fulfilled. It doesn't matter. It won't matter. Chaos will be reborn, and I will enact my revenge on the Summer King for banishing me. I see an open window and I transform back.

I look around in the castle. It doesn't look like much. It looks kind of sad to be completely honest. This place could use some sprucing up. This place could really benefit from a Goodfellow's touch I feel. The walls were cracking and there was an old smell. Oh, right. I had gone through the dungeon's window. Oh! Gross!

"Goodfellow, at last you are here." A fey says.

I look at him.

"Am I expected?" I ask.

"Yes, the Queen wants to see you." He says.

"Really? Me?" I ask.

This is easier than expected. This is an opportunity, although I have no idea how or what is going on. I know she's probably heard of me. She has to have heard of me. Neither man nor fey has not heard of Robin Goodfellow, but... if she wants to see me, I haven't a clue why.