Henry was not happy to be on this ship. And even less happy to have a controlling influence on the man who might be his grandfather. He'd raged, tried every magic available to him and even sulked like the pre-teen he was. But nothing made any difference to his situation.

So he began to explore. Finding the arboretum, he walked in with his hands in pockets, not really interested in what was available and not caring if he hurt any of the plants.

He couldn't carry out his plan here and that meant he was bored. And a bored Henry is someone everyone should fear. Because his fun was rarely fun for anyone else.