- Mummy, I finished to eat. Can I go now to bed?

-But it is early, Puffy.

-Never mind. I want to hear what happened with the King and Dan

-Yes? So, go wash your hands and your face, brush teeth and wait me in your bed.

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| -Peter,

-Do you remember that this was king's name, Puffy?

-Yes.

| -Peter, why are you here, in the forest and not in the palace.

| Peter the king sighed, dried the drop of tear in the corner of left eye and answered:

| -You see, Dan, The dragons like to eat girls. And nobody in our kingdom wanted to give his girl to him. Therefore, I took matches…

| The king told everything that happened to Dan and when he finished they stood in silence for some time.

| -Dan, why don't you say something?

| - Ow. I didn't know that you finished. I did not want to interrupt old man.

| -I am not old.

| -Not? Then how do you call men like you?

| -My Queen calls me "my boy".

| -Well, if you wish, then you are a boy. But what I am then?

| -You are Dan.

| -I see. -Said Dan.

| But the only thing he saw that it is forbidden to argue with kings, because they can cut your head.

| Silence continued.

| -Dan! Won't you say something?

| -Sorry, Peter. I was just thinking.

| -Yes..

| -Well, I have nothing to do now, so maybe I will go with you.

| -Good idea, Dan. But say me, why do you need me? You can kill the dragon alone.

| -Peter, I can, but until I will find him I will be too alone, and I hate it. Please come with me.

| -Well, only till the dragon home.

| -Thanks.

| And they went together.

| Well. Not exactly went - The king rode the bike and Dan pushed him from back.

| The rode and went for some time, but suddenly Dan stopped. The King continued for a while, but stopped too.

| -Dan, What happened?

| -Look Peter, a book!

| -A what?!

| -A book.

| -In the middle of the forest? Are you crazy?

| -Look for yourself.

| The king got down and went back.

| -Yes, it looks like the book. Go there and bring it.

| -Why me?

| -Because I say so?

| -And if I won't bring it, you will cut my head?

| -Are you crazy? Why should I cut your head?

| -Don't kings cut heads if they displeased?

| -Ah, this! Well, it was once. But my Queen said that if I continue with this, there will be nobody left in our kingdom. So I decided to meditate instead.

| -Then bring the book yourself.

| -Is this the way to speak to old man?

| -You yourself said that your Queen calls you "my boy"

| The king thought for a while, did not find anything to say and brought the book near Dan.

| They put it on the road, bent over it and read: "The book of Life".

| Dan looked on the King.

| The king looked on Dan.

| Dan opened the book: on each page were many-many names and something writen after those names.

| Dan turned pages one after another until he came to the page with a letter D in the left upper corner.

| Dan put his finger on the page and began to look for his name.

| He found it very quickly and read: Dan finds the dragon and then "

| He thought that there is some dirt after the last word and scrubbed it with his fingernail. There was a big ?

| -What does this mean?

| -Maybe it means that the book of life doesn't know what will happen after you meet the dragon?

| -Then what I need this book for?

| -I do not know. Let's see what is there on the letter K?

| -Nothing.

| -And on letter P?

| - Yes, here it is: Peter the King goes to look the dragon and ?

| -What is it? Why the book doesn't know what will happen?

| -I don't know. May be we will ask the author?

| -Good idea, Dan. Mr. Author! Mr. Author!

| -Mr. Jack!

|* -Yes?

|* -Mr. Jack, sir, why book doesn't know our future?

|* -What book?

|* -This - "the book of life"

|* -Where did you take it from?

|* -It was there under the bush.

|* -Ah, there I left it. I looked for it in everywhere. And all the time it was here.

|* -But why it doesn’t tell the future?

|* -it is not from this story at all. Sorry. Give me the book. Thank you. Now continue!

| -I think the author is little rude, don't you think Peter?

| -Well. Maybe it is because I told him that I don't want to be in this story. I wanted to be in theater on Broadway, but he brought me here.

| -Why?

| -Said that he had no other ugly silly king for this story.

| -You are not ugly.

| -You mean then that I am silly?

| - Oh no, Peter. Why should I mean it? However, just to be sure, are you?

| -No. And now stop talking and let us continue.

- Puffy, I am tired for today. I will continue tomorrow.

-Kiss mummy..