Day Ninety-Three
Dear Diary,
Once again, I hold court in the Summer Palace. Blond and Blonder wait by the back doors. Poppa, Muti, Bilge, Oinky and Dare all stand nearby. For his part, Oinky looks especially dapper, considering how he wore a hat for today’s court. Tristan and Blue are still off getting reacquainted. I hope they take their time.
The guards look to me. “Ready?” asks Blonder. I’ve finally figured out how to tell them apart. Blonder parts his hair on the right.
“Let’s go!” I call.
The guards pull the doors.
And no one is here.
Yet.
I wave Sammy about. “Let’s summon our subjects, buddy.”
A flash of golden light radiates out from the scepter to arc into the morning sky. The brightness vanishes into a nearby cloud, which then flares with a golden hue.
I grin. That’s my
