Sophie counted off her students. Teaching Lady Lesso's old class was hard, but it was worth it. Curses and Death Traps with complete strangers was very unique in the first week of school. Hort taught the class alongside Sophie despite her urges that she could teach the class by herself. Agatha certainly didn't have as much responsibility as Sophie had.

Agatha sat in Guinevere's chamber, listening to her stories when was queen of Camelot. There was to be a ball the next evening to celebrate Lancelot leading the men to battle. As Tedros predicted, Guinevere was upset that Lancelot was leaving but much happier that her oldest son would be safe with his family. Good's most powerful army was ready to defend their kingdom while Evil's army was ready to attack. Agatha thought she heard a hiccup. "Guinevere," she asked. "Did you here that hiccup?" Guinevere nodded her head. "Was that the, the baby?" Guinevere smiled. "It's always good luck if a baby hiccups whilst in the womb. Tedros did." Agatha's smile wavered when she saw Tedros talking to Lancelot in the courtyard, the knight on his horse, sword by his side. "Oh no." Guinevere whispered. Agatha ran down to the courtyard, trying to get to Tedros. "Tedros!" She cried. He turned around and smiled. "What's going on? I thought the men were supposed to leave tomorrow." Tedros nodded. "I know. Sophie sent another message threatening to kill me and you. We have to destroy her, for good this time."