The Last Unicorn Fancast φ Mommy Fortuna - Angela Lansbury
“Not yet,” Mommy Fortuna said, and she turned toward the unicorn’s cage. “Well,” she said in her sweet, smoky voice. “I had you frightened for a little while, didn’t I?” She laughed with a sound like snakes hurrying through mud, and strolled closer.
“Whatever your friend the magician may say,” she went on, “I must have some small art after all. To trick a unicorn into believing herself old and foul – that takes a certain skill, I’d say. And is it a twopenny spell that holds the Dark One prisoner? No other till I –”
The unicorn replied, “Do not boast, old woman. Your death sits in that cage and hears you.”
“Yes,” Mommy Fortuna said calmly. “But at least I know where it is. You were out on the road hunting for your own death.” She laughed again. “And I know where that one is, too. But I spared you the finding of it, and you should be grateful for that.”