Стража! Стража!

           TheSupremeGrandMasterthumpedthebook.

           "Imeancarryoutrealspells!Putthecitybackontherightlines!Summonadragon!"heshouted.

           Theytookastepback.ThenBrotherDoorkeepersaid,"Andthen,ifwegetthisdragon,therightfulking’llturnup,justlikethat?"

           "Yes!"saidtheSupremeGrandMaster.

           "Icanseethat,"saidBrotherWatchtowersupportively.

           "Standstoreason.Becauseofdestinyandthegnomicworkingsoffate."

           Therewasamoment’shesitation,andthenageneralnoddingofcowls.OnlyBrotherPlastererlookedvaguelyunhappy.

           "We-ell,"hesaid."Itwon’tgetoutofhand,willit?"

           "Iassureyou,BrotherPlasterer,thatyoucangiveitupanytimeyoulike,"saidtheSupremeGrandMastersmoothly.

           "Well...allright,"saidthereluctantBrother."Justforabit,then.Couldwegetittostayherelongenoughtoburndown,forexample,anyoppressivevegetableshops?"Ah...

           He’dwon.There’dbedragonsagain.Andakingagain.Notliketheoldkings.Akingwhowoulddowhathewastold.

           "That,"saidtheSupremeGrandMaster,"dependsonhowmuchhelpyoucanbe.Weshallneed,initially,anyitemsofmagicyoucanbring..."