Mr clue and the lost princess

Previously

…She looked back at the conservatory, at the bewildered musicians. She thought of the King, sighing his regal sighs. She thought of the kingdom, on the precipice of a restless night. And she knew, with a certainty that settled deep in her bones, that her next step involved finding the owner of that shimmering feather. The puzzle of the lost Lullaby had just begun, and Pippa, with her love for the inexplicable and her unwavering determination, was ready to solve it, one whimsical clue at a time. The kingdom's sleep, and the King's sanity, depended on it.