Mr clue and the lost princess

Previously

…As the Lullaby began to hum softly in her arms, Pippa couldn’t help but smile. It had been a most peculiar puzzle, a quest involving snoring butterflies and a mischievous sprite. But she’d solved it. And as she made her way back towards her father’s chambers, the Lullaby singing its sweet, sleepy song, she knew that even the most chaotic of crises could be untangled with a bit of logic, a dash of humour, and a willingness to think outside the puzzle box.