“And has your brother, the king, had a wish?” Tullydub inquired eagerly.
“No,” said Bud. “I can still have mine.”
“Then why doesn’t your Majesty wear the cloak and wish that your army shall conquer the Queen of Ix’s?” asked the lord high counselor.
“I’m saving my wish,” answered Bud, “and it won’t be that, either.”
“But unless something is done we shall all be destroyed,” protested Tullydub.
“Then wear the cloak yourself,” said Bud. “You haven’t had a wish yet.”
“Good!” cried the four other counselors; and the lord high general added: “That will surely save us from any further worry.”
“I’ll fetch the cloak at once,” said Fluff, and she ran quickly from the room to get it.
“Supposing,” Tullydub remarked hesitatingly, “the magic power shouldn’t work?”
“Oh, but it will!” answered the general.