stunned to speak. Then he clapped his hands and laughed joyfully.
âThank you!â he said to Jack and Annie.
The Knights of the Round Table all cheered.
âRing the bells!â King Arthur shouted. âCall the people of Camelot to the castle!â
âThey have already gathered outside the doors, Your Majesty,â said a page.
âBring them in!â said King Arthur. âWe must rejoice together!â
Queen Guinevere smiled at Jack and Annie. Her eyes sparkled now. âOnce again, you have helped save Camelot,â she said. âThank you very much.â
âYouâre welcome,â said Jack and Annie together.
Then Jack heard the sounds of children talking and laughing. He turned to see a crowd of people streaming through the arched doorway of the great hall. They carried candles, a giant fir tree, and boughs of holly and pine. Musicians followed them with stringed instruments.
As everyone started to decorate the hall, the musicians began playing and singing a beautiful Christmas carol.
âJack!â said Annie. âLook!â
The white stag was standing in the arched doorway.
Jack turned excitedly to Morgan. âSee thatwhite stag?â he said. âHe took us to the Otherworld! See him?â
Morgan smiled.
âYes, I
do
see him,â she said. âAnd now I see
everything
.â
Jack looked back at the doorway. The stag was gone. In his place stood an old man with a long white beard. He held a staff and wore a flowing red cloakâthe same cloak Jack and Annie had worn on their quest.
âWhoâs that?â Jack asked.
âThat is Merlin the magician,â said Morgan. âIt was
Merlin
who invited you here. I see that now.â
âMerlin?â said Jack. â
He
sent us the Royal Invitation?â
âYes,â said Morgan. âThen he put the rest of us under a spell. And he carried you to the Otherworld.â
âNo,â said Annie, âthe
Christmas Knight
put you under a spell.â
âAnd the
white stag
carried us to the Otherworld,â said Jack.
Morgan smiled.
âMerlin was both the Christmas Knight and the white stag,â she said. âRemember, heâs a magician, not a mortal. He can change his shape whenever he wishes.â
âOh, wow,â whispered Annie.
âWhy did Merlin do these things?â asked Jack.
âMerlin was angry when King Arthur banished magic from Camelot,â said Morgan. âI see now he finally took matters into his own hands.â
âHow?â said Jack.
âHe knew King Arthur would send no more knights to the Otherworld for the Water of Memory and Imagination,â said Morgan. âSo I assume he brought you to Camelot hoping that you would offer to go instead.â
âWhy did he want
us
to go?â asked Annie.
âMerlin has often heard my tales of your adventures in the tree house,â said Morgan. âHe knows you both have a great desire to fight for the good. And he knows you use the gift of imagination very well. Those are two special qualities needed to succeed in
any
quest.â
Jack and Annie looked back at Merlin. From far across the room, the white-bearded magician smiled at them. He raised his staff. Then he slipped out the door.
Jack looked around the great hall. All thecandles and torches were lit now. A fire blazed in the hearth. The musicians were playing. Everyone was singing. The room glowed with warm firelight and rosy faces.
At last, Christmas in Camelot was just as Jack had imagined it would be. The spell of the Dark Wizard had been broken. The great hall was filled with beauty and love and joy and light.
âW ake up, Jack,â said Annie.
Jack opened his eyes.
He was lying in the dark on the wooden floor of the tree house. Through the window, he saw the cloudy sky above the Frog Creek woods.
âTime to go home,â said Annie.
âOh, I must have fallen asleep,â said Jack.