Chapter 46

"Majesty," Cr醱a put in, warning.

The Queen lifted an eyebrow, and Cr醱a shut his mouth.

Lucas peered up at his aunt as he sidled in close to her. "Impressive."

"You should see when I'm compelled to stop him from turning Laurie into something untoward," she muttered back. She paged through some of the book as Lucas peered around her shoulder. There wasn't a whole lot to it--several sets of pages that looked like long, intricate spells, and then some babble about buried gold and treacherous royalty who tried to steal it. The Queen shook her head. "If I never hear the name 'Booths Brinley' again for as long as I live, I shall be a happy woman."

"You and me both." Lucas paused. "Um. I mean man. A happy *man*."

"Yes dear." The Queen snapped the book shut. "So. I am willing to accept responsibility for the apparent treachery of one of the Realm's subjects for our part in this... business. Will that do?"