The School for Good and Evil #4: Quests for Glory

“And that is how a witch is felled,” Tedros whispered to Agatha. “Gourmet dining.”

Agatha nuzzled into his chest as they watched Sophie and Rhian kissing intensely.

“I remember when we were like that,” Agatha sighed.

“What do you mean ‘were’?” said Tedros, sweeping her up in his arms and kissing her as he carried her.

“Oh, put me down,” said Agatha.

“You told me to put you down when I carried you at school and then you fainted and Sophie turned into Satan and we almost died,” said Tedros, clasping her tighter. “So request denied.”

Agatha relaxed in his arms. “I love you, Tedros.”

“I love you, Agatha.”

“I’m completely happy on my own. I don’t need a boy, so don’t make it sound like I do. Nor do I believe in love at first sight anymore or even true love for that matter. Not after Teddy and Rafal taught me that loving any boy only leads to them disappointing you once you realize that they’re boring or immature or an axe murderer. But this boy came out of nowhere when I least expected it and even though he didn’t say we’d meet again, I keep thinking about how nice it’d be to have a proper date where he picks me up and I wear my furs and boots and we dine on coq au vin so I can ask what his father does for a living and what he does when he’s not saving people and why he liked me in our fairy tale when I behaved quite badly most of the time, but . . .” She sank into the pillows. “I can’t really like him. I don’t even know his name.”

“Hello, Brother,” he said.

“I suggest this time you focus on quality over quantity.

The sword.

Rhian had its tip right against Sophie’s spine.

Either she played the part of his princess or he’d split her open.

Today, Camelot begins a new era of Truth over Lies, with a new king and a new princess, soon to be your queen

I hereby declare Tedros of Camelot an enemy of the kingdom and sentence him to death. Take him to the dungeons to await his execution

And find his so-called queen too!

This was the ending they’d been waiting for. This was the Storian’s justice. A king for all kingdoms. A fairy tale finally complete

If I am the real Lion, then you are the real Snake.