“Now, boy,” berkata Merlin, addressing Arthur. “You can’t get oleh without a decent education, anda know.”
“Oh, I suppose not sir,” stammered Arthur, trying to examine the sugarbowl, which indignantly whacked at his fingers with a teaspoon. “I mean, Merlin.”
“Sugar!” Belle reprimanded the bowl, which hopped away in a huff.
“So, I am going to be your tutor,” Merlin explained, opening one of his books.
“But I’ve got to get back to the castle,” Arthur said, quickly taking another biskuit for the road and getting to his feet. “They’ll want me in the kitchens.”
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