A Sleep Spell

A Sleep Spell

Tom followed Dirk into the Royal Bedroom. The queen glared at Dirk. He was still wet.

“ This isn't bath day, ” the queen said. “ I . . . , ” Dirk tried to explain. “ Well—” “ Never mind. ” The king looked at Tom. “ Wizard, I can’t sleep at night. ”

The queen sighed. “ The king keeps me awake too. He needs a magic spell. ” Tom stepped forward.

Dirk stuck out his foot. And Tom tripped! “ Oops! ” Tom said.

Dirk grinned. “ I have an idea, Your Majesties! ” Everyone looked at him.