“The Frog King ate Mr. Duke,” I said. “So, that happened.”
“Mr. Duke?”
“Yeah, the delegate from the Triple Green. His tongue just shot out and then Mr. Duke was gone.”
“The Triple Green will declare war.”
I laughed. “They better do it fast.”
“What?” he asked.
“Well, if they move fast, you see, it might take the Frog King a few days or more to digest him, so if they move fast, maybe they can get their delegate back before too much of him is gone.”
“I don’t think they care about their delegates.”
“Then why go to war?”
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