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left the room, his mother helpless to stop him. She knew this was a lot for a boy of twelve to accept.
    That was the reason she hadn’t told him everything, especially about Sir Loinsteak. There were things that Pete needed to discover for himself. If the book was telling the truth, maybe there were things even she did not know. She hoped that when Pete did make new discoveries he would have the strength to be able to survive what followed. Her boy, her knight, who was about to see things borne of nightmares in order to save her life, was also about to show the world how great a person with one arm could be.

    Hello again. It’s me, you remember, the narrator? You know, the storyteller? Well, for those of you who don’t remember, go back over everything that you’ve just read in this book. THAT WAS ME! Except for the talking bits, that was the others. But the in-between bits, the setting up, descriptions, all of that was me. ME ME ME ME ME ME ME!
    Alright. What I’m going to do then, to really blow your socks off, is to recap everything that’s happened so far, all in one go. Three. Two. One. GO!
    Kid gets born with one arm. Everyone thinks ‘LOSER!’ His mum thinks otherwise, says he’ll be great, writes him a note.
    King’s a real, well, a real something I’m not allowed to say here. He’s mean. That should keep the censors happy.
    Chick and her man get split up by King who wants to find a flower that will make him super duper, it and a bit.
    Chick tells whole town she’s sad and the King’s mean, one-armed kid speaks to guards funny-like, a knight speaks funny too, but then he does some sword work, there’s some pants-wetting, kid reads a book, says he’ll get the flower, Mum says no, kid says yes, rinse and repeat, and here we are.
    So get to it. There’s plenty of good reading left to do. Will the King be successful in his quest for invincibility and glory? Will Pete McGee cure his sick mother, restore the love of Ashlyn and Marloynne, and discover the knight within? Or will they all die? There’s only one way to find out, isn’t there? So read on, gentle reader. Read on.

ing Cyril the Beaming-Broadly was on top of the world. Things were going so well that he had decided to leave earlier than first planned. He had gathered a group of ten men, himself included, who were ready to take the journey when he was ready. Not a moment sooner, not a moment later.
    Marloynne was one of the ten men mentioned. Things had certainly panned out a little differently from what he had expected. He had woken from his bad-breath-induced faint on a bed in one of the guestrooms of the castle, with platters of food laid out before him. He ate and ate and ate, as not only had he never eaten really good food before, he was starving. As soon as the food in front of him was gone, servants would bring more. The only downside was the presence of Faydon, the King’s adviser. Marloynne didn’t like the little rat-man, as he had privately named him, but he had to put up with him. Faydon had said he was there to make sure Marloynne’s needs were catered for. In reality, he was there to make sure that Marloynne entertained no thoughts of escape. Faydon would whisper words of magic as Marloynne ate, twisting his thoughts, twisting them until Marloynne barely even remembered the way things had been. He didn’t care either. He was well fed, he was comfortable, and Faydon had told him they would be going on a journey, all expenses paid of course. Food became Marloynne’s priority. After a while, even the ever-present Faydon couldn’t distract him. Marloynne became oafish, he gained weight, and he became snappy and rude. All the while Faydon was there, removing thoughts of escape, removing memories of Ashlyn.
    Meanwhile, the servants who Marloynne had once worked with delivered another meal. Although they had all once been friends as well as co-workers, now