3 Sir Desdan’s Team

CHAPTER 3

Sir Desdan's Team Tap! Tap! Tap! Clara knocked on the castle's kitchen door at seven o'clock in the morning, the time King Caleb and Queen Tasha always had breakfast. A basket of cinnamon rolls with sweet vanilla glaze—the king's favorite— hung from her wrist. "Perfect timing," Lucas whispered as he let Clara in. He had been waiting in the kitchen for her arrival. "My mother and father just sat down." Clara followed Lucas through the kitchen and into the dining room.

"You're going to put me out of a job," grumbled Cook as they walked past. Clara tried not to laugh. Lucas pushed open the dining room door. "Clara has something special for you," Lucas announced.

Clara stepped forward and held out her basket of cinnamon rolls for King Caleb. The king smiled and lifted the napkin from the basket. Then he rubbed his hands together excitedly. "Oh, my favorite!" he cried, and he placed a warm cinnamon roll on his plate. He licked the glaze from his fingers. "Scrumptious! And now that you two have my attention, what is it you want?" Clara shot a glance at Lucas. Had the cinnamon rolls plan been that obvious? Lucas drew in a breath and got to the point. "We'd like to go on the mission to Trellis," he said.

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The king held a bite of cinnamon roll on the end of his fork. "Oh, you would, would you?" he said. Lucas and Clara sat at the table, and Lucas stated his case. "Father, if I'm going to be king someday, I need to understand the mysteries of our kingdom," he argued. "How else will I become a good ruler?"