“You could buy Wunimals?” Morrigan repeated, horrified. “That’s awful.” “Disgusting, isn’t it?” said Cadence. “And not just Wunimals—centaurs, unicorns, dragon eggs, all sorts. Until the authorities shut it down, of cour—” “Magnificats?” Morrigan interrupted. “What about Magnificats?” Mildmay looked at her oddly. “Why?” “Just wondering.”
Oh no!! The missing cub
