| As Belboz began to weave his mystic spell, the young girl who was Fred
looked about frantically. If the wizard completed the spell and waved his
hands, she knew she would become exactly what she appeared to be - a simple
peasant lass!
Finally, Sir Fred spotted a large brass and silver goblet on a nearby stone. It was the only thing in the cave heavy enough to knock the old wizard out. But - in his old, knightly body, tossing it would have been a cinch. But for a diminutive young girl, it would be a challenge. She began edging towards it - when suddenly Belboz stopped chanting. He was ready to cast his spell! It's now or never! Fred thought as she dove towards the
goblet.
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