"Krampus," he says, sounding weary. "How did you escape your quarters?” "Blood ritual," I snap. "The elves guarding me made the mistake of being naughty. Now, step aside." Klaus reaches into his pocket. I step back, fully expecting him to extract a weapon, but he pulls out a large scroll. My tongue flickers toward it and savors the ancient magic. "Is that—" "The naughty list," Klaus says with a sigh.
