“Ah…” said Baba Yaga. “Yes. Quite a skill you have at it, too. A great and terrible magic, but not one that a dragon would think to guard against. Perhaps you should not have that skill at your age, but the world is unfair, and sometimes we must use that unfairness to our advantage.” She rocked back and forth. “It would be a good day for the world if I could not find a child who knew terrible adult things. But I will be a great deal older before that day comes, I think.”
