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She didn’t care where she went or who saw her, so long as she got as far from Camelot castle, away from Rhian, the snake, the guards waiting to kill her and her friends…and her prince. Her beautiful Tedros- left behind to watch as his long-lost brother bordered his execution as he placed his gold crown upon his own copper head.
‘Teddy would want me to run. He would want me to save myself,’ Agatha told herself, but already her sprinting bounds had begun to slow. What was she thinking? She couldn’t leave everyone behind, and it wasn’t just Tedros. It was Hester, Anadil, Dot- the three clever, sharp, savvy witches of room 66 that had risked their lives so many times to save hers- and Hort, and Nicola, who was only a first-year…and Beatrix, Reena…Sophie.
Even before she had had a prince, Agatha had had Sophie. Sophie, who adored cucumbers, and who’s beauty routines would fill an entire chapter of a book. Sophie, who wore pink and tried so hard to be good. Sophie, who trusted in Rhian because she so wanted love…and she had had it.
Or at least, she thought she had.
Hours ago, Rhian had killed the snake that had been terrorising Camelot, pulled Arthur’s sword from the stone where Tedros had failed, and declared himsel;f true king of Camelot. All those faithful to the old rule were to be executed, dangers to the kingdom.
But Sophie…he’d had different plans for her.
Sophie was to be his queen. Gone from Dean of Evil, she would be the queen of Good’s greatest kingdoms. With that boy as her king.
But what she knew, and all their friends knew, what no one in the crowd cheering for Rhian’s rule and chanting for Tedros’ death…was that Rhian was the snake. He had been all along.
‘Run, Sophie, run!’ Agatha had willed Sophie to do, but then she saw what was stopping her friend. Rhian had a sword pressed between her shoulder-blades. Defy him, and he’d cut her to ribbons. Sophie had no choice. She was trapped with an evil snake for the rest of her life.
‘No!’ Agatha pusjed the thought from her mind. She had to focus on getting away, not getting herself killed. No time for Sophie, or Tedros, or any of them…
Listen to her! They had all faced death for her, and sere she was, leaving them! What sort of queen was she? Or not queen- Sophie was Rhian’s queen now. Back to princess. No, witch, because the thought of leaving her friends behind had been pure evil.
‘No…no, run, save yourself…’ Agatha told herself, ‘Run faster!’
Her clumps crunched to a slow halt.
‘I may not be a queen now, but I am good…’ she told herself slowly…and turned and headed back to the castle that glistened on the hill.
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