“No need,” I said firmly. “I am on my way.”
“Are you certain? Are you not otherwise preoccupied with the peace talks?”
“Yes,” I said. “But I will be there in a few hours anyway. See you soon, Your Majesty.”
She nodded and we hung up the call. I looked up at my wizard mentor.
“Merlin—”
“It’s okay,” he said. “I’ll tell the others about Mark. And I know those diplomats you’re dealing with at the peace talks can be testy, but I’m sure you’ve earned enough credit with them to take a personal day. I’ll speak to the Godmother Supreme myself.”
“Thank you, Merlin.”
Potions sack and slingshot secured to my belt, I strode across the room. Before heading out the door, I gave the jar of sugar cubes on the table a good shake. Yes, that will do.
The journey out of the castle had never seemed long
