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Quests for Glory
Soman Chainani
Join your favourite students from the School for Good and Evil as they begin a new era and set off on their quests in the Endless Woods The first book in a second School for Good and Evil trilogy…The students at the School for Good and Evil thought they had found their final Ever After when they vanquished the malevolent School Master, but with every end comes a new beginning…. Now, on their required fourth-year quests, where Evers and Nevers alike must move beyond the bounds of school and into the biggest, boldest adventures of their lives.For their quests, Agatha and Tedros are trying to return Camelot to its former splendour as queen and king. For her quest, Dean Sophie seeks to mould Evil in her own image. But soon they all feel themselves growing more isolated and alone. When their classmates’ quests plunge into chaos, however, someone must lead the charge to save them…
First published in the US by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2017
Published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 2018
Published in this ebook edition in 2018
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Text copyright © Soman Chainani 2017
Illustrations copyright © Iacopo Bruno 2017
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Source ISBN: 9780008224479
Ebook Edition © January 2018 ISBN: 9780008224486
Version: 2017-12-11
For Ally and Brendan
Epigraph (#ufbb744f3-9255-5abf-b94b-3b5380a3750d)
IN THE FOREST PRIMEVAL
A SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL
TWO TOWERS LIKE TWIN HEADS
ONE FOR THE PURE
ONE FOR THE WICKED
TRY TO ESCAPE YOU’LL ALWAYS FAIL
THE ONLY WAY OUT IS
THROUGH A FAIRY TALE
Contents
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Title Page (#u370c835f-55c8-5f02-9ab8-d89afd9b9250)
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Dedication (#u5c9dc7ee-c3d8-51c3-bc09-627d92e8aa85)
Epigraph
Map
PART I
1. AGATHA: The Almost Queen
2. TEDROS: How Not to Throw a Coronation
3. SOPHIE: Flah-sé-dah
4. THE COVEN: Mission Diverted
5. AGATHA: Intervention
6. TEDROS: Two Theories
7. CHADDICK: The Liege and the Lady
8. SOPHIE: One Quest to Save Them All
9. HORT: Who Would Want a Hort?
10. NICOLA: The Perks of Being a Reader
11. AGATHA: Stay with the Group
12. SOPHIE: First Loyalty
13. TEDROS: Like Father, Like Son
14. TEDROS: What It Feels Like for a King
15. AGATHA: Pirate Pavilion
16. TEDROS: Riddles and Mistrals
17. SOPHIE: The Map Room
18. AGATHA: The Pen That Writes the Truth
19. HORT: Four Point
20. SOPHIE: The Lion and the Snake
PART II
21. TEDROS: Allies and Enemies
22. AGATHA: The Mysteries of a Name
23. THE COVEN: The Sheriff’s Daughter
24. TEDROS: Sides of a Story
25. AGATHA: Date Night in Sherwood Forest
26. TEDROS: Questions of a King
27. SOPHIE: The King’s Speech
28. AGATHA: The Princess and the King
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About the Author
About the Publisher
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When you spend most of your life planning your Ever After with a girl, it feels strange to be planning your wedding to a boy.
A boy who’d been avoiding Agatha for months.
She couldn’t sleep, dread brewing in her stomach. Her mind flurried with all the things left to do before the big day, but that wasn’t the real reason she was still awake. No, it was something else: a memory of the boy she was about to marry … a memory she couldn’t bear to think about. …
Tedros, stained with tears and slung over a man’s shoulder. Tedros unleashing a primal scream, so pained and shattering that sometimes Agatha could hear nothing else—
She rolled over, burying her head under a pillow.
It had been six months since that day: the day of the coronation.
She hadn’t slept well since.
Agatha felt Reaper tossing tetchily at the foot of the bed, her restlessness keeping him up. Agatha sighed, feeling sorry for him, and tried to focus on her breaths. Little by little, her mind began to ease. She was always better when she was doing something to help someone else, even if it was falling asleep to spare her bald, mashed-up cat. … If only she could do something to help her prince too, Agatha thought. Together they always managed to work things ou—
Click.
Her heart stopped.
The door.
She listened closely, hearing Reaper’s soft snores and the sound of the latch creaking open.
Agatha pretended to sleep as her hand inched forward, probing for the knife on her night table.
She’d kept the knife there ever since she’d arrived at Camelot. She had to—Tedros earned enemies here long before he’d come to take his place as king. Even if these enemies were in jail now, they had spies everywhere, desperate to kill him and his future queen. …
And now the door to her chamber was opening.
No one was allowed in her hall at this hour. No one was allowed in her wing.
Moonlight spilled onto her back through the cracked-open door. Her breaths shallowed as she heard footsteps muffle against the marble floor. A shadow crept up her neck, stretching onto the bedsheets.
Agatha gripped the knife harder.
Slowly a weight sank into the mattress behind her.
Hold, she told herself.
The weight grew heavier. Closer.
Hold.
