"There's going to be a carriage race!" Tom said.
"Kings will come from other kingdoms.
They will see whose royal carriage is fastest.
It will be so exciting!"
Cat licked a paw.
"It sounds like a royal mess," she said.
"One king will win. The others will lose.
And kings do not like losing!"
"The royal wizards will put spells on the carriages," said Tom.
"The best spell will win the race.
I need a good spell for the king's carriage."
Tom thought and thought.
He checked his spell books.
Finally Tom went to the royal stables.
He lifted his wand.
"Horses, run fast!
Carriage, do not be last!"
Poof! Wings appeared on the carriage wheels.
The horses sparkled with magic.
Tom smiled. "I hope this works!"
Soon the other kings and wizards arrived.
One wizard waved at Tom.
It was May.
Tom knew her from wizard school.
Another wizard was laughing.
It was Walter.
"I know which king will lose this race!" Walter said.
"Tom can't even put a spell on an apple cart.
His carriage will be as slow as a snail!"
Tom frowned.
"Just wait, Walter!" he said.
"My king will win!"
"Ha-ha!" said Walter. "We'll see about that!"