Book Three: Chapter 16

“Sofia!” Tink stood, clutching onto the back of the chair with her hands, her tail whipping from side to side in excitement. Mike let out the breath he had been holding in, knowing that any friend of the goblin was a friend of his.

He hoped.

“Tink?” The figure lowered her blade, pulling back the hood of the cloak. Long, braided hair framed a large forehead, at the center of which was a single, purple eye. “What are you doing here? And who is that?” Sofia pointed at Mike with the tip of her sword. “Where is Emily?”

“Tink have long story to tell Sofia.” Tink hopped off the chair, swatting Mike’s chest playfully. “But Tink hungry.”

“I think I can help you with that.” Sofia flicked her wrist. The sword folded itself up until it was the size of a butter knife, which she tucked into her belt. “But first, you two made a mess in here. Clean it up and we can talk.”

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Sofia led them out into the main halls of the library. A podium of her own had been parked