Cautiously I turn my thoughts to the necklace I wear, calling in my mind. Sea Witch… are you busy? Of course I’m busy, he answers immediately. You think I’m floating aimlessly in my cave, waiting for a summons from a spoiled little mermaid princess? Not fucking likely. I hold back a smirk. I’m playing cards with the prince, and I’ve won three games of Chips-and-Daggers. But he’s not pleased at my intelligence or quickness. He seems upset. Of course he’s upset, growls the Witch. He’s a primped-up little poppet who believes himself superior to everyone else. He can’t stand being bested. Let him
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