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 I closed my mouth. There was a strange shrinking sensation all over me. I had won. After nine hundred and thirty years I was a princess again.

The crowd stared, mouthed.

“All done with mirrors, folks,” I told them cheerfully as I pushed aside the third bar and stepped out.

“Really, Sol,” Manfred said indignantly as he met me leaving, “you should know better than to entertain friends in the animal cages. I think you had better turn in your ''Where is Dipsy? What have you done with her?''”

I smiled ravishingly at the refreshment-stand attendant. He just stared at me. “You'll let me have this to remember you by, won’t you?” I asked, picking up a street guide to Manhattan. “Let me see—Forty-second Street is due south of here, isn’t it?”

He nodded dumbly.

I started walking in that direction.

After all, bloodlines may not be particularly important when it’s a question of breaking a spell, but when it comes to forming a permanent alliance they cannot be overlooked.

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