Chapter 261: Helpful Intentions, Catastrophic Magic, and Creatures That Should Not Be Summoned
The office was quiet.
For approximately four minutes.
That was how long it took before things went wrong, which was, in fairness, longer than anyone who knew these children should have expected.
Thalira had decided, with the particular conviction of a child who had found a purpose, that the office needed to be arranged before the Queen returned.
This was a good intention.
It was a genuinely good intention, which was perhaps the most dangerous kind.
"When she comes back," Thalira said, surveying the desk with focused energy, "she should come back to a clean office."
The parchments were everywhere.
