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Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 24.2 Ezra Protests

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Ch. 24.2 — All this talk of killing made Ezra unhappy. “Look, guys, I appreciate your concern, but I don’t want you to kill the dragon.”
“What?” All three brothers said as they turned and stared up at him.
Ezra shrugged. “Besides, Father actually did me a favor. Look at all the wonderful things I’ve been able to invent that have improved our lives. We have fresh running water, indoor plumbing, and accurate clocks. Because of sanitation, illness is down. The town is cleaner. The people are happier.”
“But Ezra,” said Mark. “That dragon has been a blight on the kingdom since you were born. It’s all his fault that Father is so overprotective of you. And it’s the dragon’s fault the castle is falling apart. He let all those monsters from Wonderland come over the mountains.”
“And,” said Matthew, “Everyone knows dragons hoard treasure. This is our big chance to restore the royal coffers. We’ll be able to afford to pay the giants to come and repair the castle. Think of the glory, the cheering when we bring the dragon’s head back on a pole.”
Mark punched one gloved hand into the other. “Let’s go kill us a dragon.”
Ezra winced. “Can’t you just slay a Bandersnatch or two?”
Matthew shook his head. “You’re just a kid. You wouldn’t understand. We need to restore the family honor.”
Ezra groaned. “Eli, talk some sense into them.”
“I don’t think that’s possible,” said Eli. “But I’ll go with them and try to keep them from getting hurt.”
“It’s settled then,” said Matthew. The two oldest brothers slapped their hands together and left the practice yard.
Ezra’s heart sank. Matthew was cunning. He would present the idea to their father in a way that the king couldn’t refuse, before the court and in words that would sound as if this venture was the grandest, most wonderful idea ever. The king would give his approval to his favorite son. The resulting feast would last far into the night, followed the next day by a parade and speeches about how brave they were and how necessary this action was. Meanwhile, the servants would be packing tents, pots and pans, and wagonloads of food. The group wouldn’t actually leave for a couple of days.
Ezra paced back and forth. If only there was something he could do to prevent the coming disaster.

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