CHAPTER SEVENTEEN Transportation Trouble *MAGELLAN*SITTING DOWN ON the Royal Aeronautical Academy’s deserted airfield, Magellan ate the lunch he’d packed for himself. He didn’t mean to fall asleep, but chasing small dragons, convincing a large one, taking a brisk dive, climbing up to the Magenta Fortress, and passing a multiplication test took it out of a guy. Thinking about the test flight he was missing—because of the silly Sanction—also made him tired.
Then Princess Tacey came out of one wing of the Fortress, walked over to him, and put her hands on her hips. “Why weren’t you in class this morning?”
Just his luck. Magellan actually wasn’t sure if he still had math class in the Magenta Kingdom. After the Math Night, he’d been hoping King Pink wasn’t expecting him. And that Grandpa Saff
