"Tedros!" Agatha yelled. "Tedros!" "What?" He responded, running into the doorway. "I'm... I'm... pregnant." "You're positive?" "Do you think I would lie to you about this? Tedros, I really am pregnant." Tedros smiled softly. "I'll alert the kingdom to prepare for the birth of a prince or princess within..." "8 months." "8 months. The whole kingdom will celebrate. We'll have to tell Sophie, Professor Dovey, M, and everyone at the school." Tedros smiled gently at his queen. But Agatha wouldn't meet his gaze. "Aggie, what's wrong?" Agatha looked up sadly. "Tedros, Sophie tried to kill us last year. And you want to tell her we're going to have a child?"