Tom was at the Royal Fair.
"It's almost time for the joust, Cat," he whispered.
The bad knight rode over to Tom.
"I'm glad I won that free magic spell," he said.
"The prize money will be mine!"
The joust began.
Horses charged and lances clashed.
Soon it was the bad knight's turn.
He rode toward another knight.
Tom watched from his seat.
Suddenly the bad knight's horse swayed back and forth.
"Uh-oh," cried Princess Mary.
The bad knight dropped his lance!
The other knight's lance struck the bad knight.
Oof! The bad knight crashed to the ground.
The other knight won the joust!
"Our plan worked, Cat!" Tom whispered.
The bad knight stomped toward Tom.
"What happened, Wizard?" said the knight.
"I was supposed to win!"
"I still owe you one spell," said Tom.
"Someday I'll do it, but I won't help you cheat!"
Dirk was sitting nearby.
"Cheat?" he cried. "Who's cheating?
Cheaters go in the Grim Dungeon!"
The knight gulped.
"Um . . . Nobody's cheating!"
He glanced at Tom.
"I'll be back, Wizard!"
Then the knight ran off.
"Whew!" said Tom.
"I'm glad he's gone, Cat.
Do you think he'll really come back?"
Cat licked her paw.
"Perhaps. Perhaps not."