Cat meowed and hissed.
She jumped at the swans.
"What's she doing?" Tom said.
"Those swans are mean!"
The swans flew at Cat.
They tried to bite her.
Cat ran back toward the other carriages.
The swans chased her.
Walter waved his wand again and again.
His king shouted loudly.
The swans chased Cat.
She jumped in front of the next carriage.
Crash! Boom! All the carriages crashed into Walter's carriage.
It was a royal mess.
The kings yelled at each other.
The wizards cast spells.
Tom looked at his king. "Let's go, Your Majesty!"
The king picked up the reins.
He drove carefully around all the other carriages.
Soon his carriage crossed the finish line.
"I won!" the king shouted.
"No fair!" grumbled the other kings.
"My carriage is faster!"
"No, mine is faster!"
Cat jumped into Tom's pocket.
"Are you hurt?" Tom asked.
"Those swans are very mean!"
Cat licked a paw.
"The swans are very mean," she said.
"But they are not very smart.
It was easy to get away."
"Good job, Tom," said May.
Walter glared at Tom. "You were lucky this year.
Next year my king will win!"
Tom smiled. "We'll see about that!"