How did he do it? That nothing of a boy must have found the princess I shut into The Castle of the Golden Sun. How did he get there? It wasn’t on any map.

And why would he listen to the princess? She wasn’t attractive. I had turned her into a withered old crone. Yet she was the only one on earth who knew where I had buried the crystal ball.

It broke all my spells. Every last one of them. I have no power now. I have slid into an unfathomable darkness.

Evil Enchanter Disempowered in The Crystal Ball, Grimms. Illustration by Kay Nielsen.