Let me begin by saying that over the years, I’ve seen a disturbing decrease in esteem for this class.” “Because it’s after lunch,” Tedros whispered into Agatha’s ear. “And you’re talking to me why?” “Seriously, what witchy spell did you put on me to make me choose your goblin.” Agatha didn’t turn. “You did something,” Tedros fumed. “Tell me.” “Can’t divulge a witch’s secrets,” Agatha said, gazing ahead.
