Chapter Forty-Eight

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Two days later, new timetables popped up in students' bedrooms. Phoenix stared at the new one.

EVIL ARMY TRAINING

Session Faculty

1: WEAPONS FIGHTING                                                          Castor
2: SPELLS FIGHTING                                                                Prof. Bilious Manley
3: TALENT FIGHTING                                                               Prof. Sheeba Sheeks
4: DEVIOUS FIGHTING                                                            Pollux
5: LUNCH
6: MENTAL FIGHTING                                                              Lady Lesso
7: HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT                                                Lord Aric

Phoenix snorted, since when was Aric any form of lord?

From the very first class, screams of young Evers and Nevers rang through the hall.


"Is it really okay to leave Phoenix back there?" Hester crabbed to the wizard as they walked across the grassland. "They were already suspicious of her being a spy—"

"Rest assured, I have a different spy looking out for her." Merlin offered the Coven a comforting smile. "And something tells me Phoenix knows exactly what she's fighting for and has excellent survival instincts."

They saw everyone on the horizon. Hester saw three younger boys and immediately knew they were Phoenix's brothers.

"We'll be back with food soon," Agatha said, beginning to drag Hort off, the brothers following.

"You'll need a lot more than you think," Merlin called.

Agatha turned to see a parade of silhouettes striding out of sun flare over the moors.

Merlin led them, followed by Hester, Anadil, Dot, Peter Pan, Tinkerbell, Cinderella, Pinocchio, Jack, Sleeping Beauty, Hansel, Gretel, Red Riding Hood, Yuba, the White Rabbit, and Princess Uma, all filthy, weary, and gawking around the magical moors as if they'd crossed through a portal from hell into paradise.

"Merlin!" Jay and Burn spoke enthusiastically.

"I'll take care of the lunch menu," said Merlin, "though we'll have to endure some grumbling from my hat. He's only just recovered from serving breakfast. But we have a lot to discuss and there isn't much ti—"

The wizard stopped hard at the sight of Agatha in her crown. So did everyone behind him, a rapt silence overtaking the moors. It was a beautiful diadem of silver and diamonds.

Merlin smiled, his eyes big and blue. "In darkness comes a queen," he whispered.

Slowly the old man bent down to one knee before Agatha and bowed his head. So did all his charges behind him, young and old. Then Guinevere, Lancelot, Hort, Blitz, Jay, and Burn mimicking them...until Tedros gazed at Agatha squarely and sank to his knee too.

"I don't see the big deal," Cinderella mumbled so everyone could hear. "Looks like a giraffe in her granny's crown."

But as they all walked towards the house together, the League's heroes sniffling quietly, Agatha could even see a tear in the old princess's eye. Then Burn made her smile clinging to her and looking up with an innocent beam.

"Agatha's the prettiest queen in the world!"


Once lunch was served, Merlin cleared his throat and prepared to speak, but no one paid the slightest attention. They were far too busy with the food.

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