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Previously, on The Magicians.

To go back to 40,

you're going to want to turn this dial three clicks to the right.

Tell Kady I love her.

Pete?

You're Lovelady?

This is a black market?

You'd be surprised what you can find in here.

Josh, I didn't…

Didn't mean to hurt me?

Yes, you did.

Believe it or not, I know exactly who you are, Margo.

-Who's she? -That's Carol.

That's Carol?

Poppy Klein.

Jacketologist, post-graduate fellow, and field researcher.

Hey! Who are you?

Why am I having these stupid dreams?

Harriet?

Sheila Cozener.

You've been a busy girl.

They have my friend, Sheila.

I know.

I need your help.

Jesus based on the novel Christ by Sapphire!

What? What are you doing here?

I thought you needed some help.

You're welcome, by the way, for risking regicide.

Help? But you just wished me well on my solo op...

...not a day ago.

I had a good think about that, Fen.

And these dreams you've been having,

who are they really about?

Well, I dreamed of a bunny with its throat all…

Me, Fen.

Talking animals are my constituency.

And your next dream was about my birthright lizard.

I also dreamt about Josh.

Fucking up some shit he was supposed to be cooking for me.

Sorry, it's…

I just thought that it was, you know.

My quest?

Okay.

On the off chance. Then I'm your wing woman!

Right.

I don't mean to pry, but speaking of Josh...

-Are you and he… -We're fine.

...not fighting?

Fen, Josh is a guy I banged.

And when a woman of a certain caliber...

...and a certain skill set bangs a guy like Josh,

or basically anyone who isn't a complete sociopath,

they get a little weird.

It'll pass.

Okay, so it's not about…

Fen?

Don't accuse me of catching feelings.

All right? It's insulting.

Okay. Sorry.

Well, if we're both here, who'll run the Kingdom?

Josh.

Don't forget your little knife!

Okay.

So all of a sudden you need my help?

Yes.

It really must be you.

As long as this doesn't end with you arresting me.

It won't.

And does end with you letting my friend Sheila Cozener go.

She hasn't done anything wrong, just the opposite.

You should get Zelda to promise to bury the woman's book, as well.

Otherwise, they could always find her again...

...and you.

Zelda needs your knowledge of the Mirror World.

Your experience is, well, exceedingly rare.

Who's in the Mirror World?

Harriet.

The Fuzzbeater?

Who undermined everything that you believe in.

She's always had a strong spirit.

Like her mother.

I didn't know...

She didn't want you to.

Look, those who go into the Mirror World rarely find their way out.

But you did.

I hoped you could…

Recap my time as a monster?

Funny, when I offered you my notes before,

you said you had everything?

I didn't know then...

...how much I didn't know.

I went in to find her.

I found something else.

Like reflections, but incomplete,

wrong, warped.

I called them shards.

When you're in there long enough, it refracts you.

Those weren't her. They were echoes.

You need to track down the real her.

But that'll be a problem.

Why?

Doing magic in there is insanely dangerous.

When I was a Niffin, I…

I experimented.

It's easy for a spell to go haywire,

bounce around, kill everything in its path.

Pretty gruesomely.

What you need to do is to pull her out.

Good. How?

I might have something.

If Zelda has agreed to your terms, of course.

Free Sheila, then bury her book.

Yes.

And an extra month's supply of campus-wide rations every semester.

A month, that's...

Fine. Agreed.

The spell?

It turns an ordinary object into...

...a sort of a beacon.

It relies on very specific connections between people.

In fact...

...the only person in this room with any shot of pulling this off...

...is you, Alice.

What does that mean?

Well, something I suspect you're not going to enjoy in the least.

It is not a "Good Morning, America".

Because of you, I stopped doing anything fun to this body.

So why is my inside full of angry ants?

Well, you're probably going through withdrawal...

...from drinking, drugs…

More drugs would help?

No.

No drugs. We have a deal.

That you would help me find a god,

and then I wouldn't hurt this body anymore.

But your eyes were closed, so not helpful.

No deal...

...yes drugs.

No, look, I found some leads.

Okay?

Charlemagne's globus cruciger?

You know, that could've been a…

I give you a mummy and you give me guesses.

The Mandrake God is dead.

Finding his piece should be easy.

I just need another day.

Please?

There's a man in the TV who deserves my wrath.

I'll be back when I'm done with him.

That was not super dignified.

If you have any ideas,

we're looking for an ancient artifact,

that was lost to the black market a few hundred years ago?

Actually, I...

I do know a guy.

But...

...Julia's not going to like it.

Pete?

He's...

...untrustworthy and a creep.

No.

Actually…

...I go by Lovelady, now.

It's just, we're not really in a position to refuse help right now.

Fine. You guys can deal with Lovelady.

I'm getting a drink.

She made Lovelady sound lame.

What did you find?

Okay.

This rock petrifies anything it touches.

I know you said stone organ.

This is a pipe organ, extremely cursed.

No.

Okay, this doesn't look like much,

but legend has it, there's a lot of power trapped inside…

-This… -…but…

-Yep, that's it. -…no one knows how to crack it open.

Yes, Pete, this is it.

Well, you're not going to believe this,

but it's actually in the hoard of a dragon.

Which are real.

Oh, yeah, we know.

-Yeah, I've met three. -Oh, you...

Okay, this dragon, though, is in New York.

The Hudson Tunnels. Yeah, I've met her.

No, East River.

Garbage dragon. Got it.

So how do we get an audience?

You talk to her Herald.

The dragon has an assistant?

9 AM, bring something to trade.

Great, so we have a few hours to find something to impress a dragon?

There's gotta be something around here,

Your friends are lovely.

Well, after this, we're even.

You saved my life, so, no, not quite.

Are you surprised?

You thought I was a complete selfish prick?

What do you really know about me?

Right, that I was a fucking great lieutenant to Marina.

What I am is loyal.

To the right person.

And that's me?

Could be.

You ready to graduate from helping your college buds...

...to solving a real crisis?

Like what's happening with the hedges?

One hedge blows up a Library branch, shit gets bad, who knew?

Does The Library know who did it?

No, so we're all terrorists.

They're making library cards mandatory, outlawing spells.

You're right.

We gotta do something.

Turn Whitley in.

She did it.

She stood here...

...and said she would make them pay for killing her boyfriend.

They did kill her boyfriend.

They almost killed me.

They deserve to pay.

She did us a favor.

She made life harder for all of us.

Look, I'm on The Library's list, I can't turn her in.

But you can.

Take the heat off of everyone until we figure out what to do next.

23, thought you bailed.

Just, you know, figuring some shit out.

So, Shoshana, she…

She get you solved?

She's dead.

I'm sorry. That's heavy.

Yeah, it is.

Still no answers.

No closer to what I am...

...and Eliot's still alive.

But that means we have to help The Monster,

which is why I'm drinking.

I could use a drink, too.

I have a real fun message to deliver.

Hey.

Where have you been?

Timeline jumping.

I actually met your Penny.

He's…

He's, well, dead, but good.

He asked me to tell you that he's sorry...

...and he loves you.

In other words not coming back. Right?

That's…

What am I supposed to do with that?

Truth is he was pretty broken up about it.

He asked that you let him go.

He's proud of you.

Knows you're moving on, taking charge.

You're gonna find your way and…

...be happy.

What the fuck does he know?

Well, this is just what I needed today.

Hi, Mom.

I went to get a library card.

And they treated me like the mother of a criminal.

Which, guess I am now.

-What did you tell them? -What is there to tell?

I never see you unless you need something.

It's just a simple cooperative spell.

And yet you came all this way?

Okay. It requires a mother and a daughter.

Well, you could say please.

Fine.

Please.

I'm afraid we have to make it quick. I have plans.

Wow, you've really done a lot with this place.

Well, The Library helped me re-do Daniel's architectural spells,

and his protection wards.

You mean that crazy lockdown spell Dad installed after he saw "The Purge"?

I'm alone, now, Alice.

A defenseless widow.

What's that?

The Library put that in after the Modesto Act of Terror.

Keeps track of magic use.

So, you take their handouts, and in exchange you let them spy on you?

The gas company keeps a meter behind the garage.

Are they spying on me?

The Library saved magic, Alice.

They provide a resource.

Who cares if they keep track of who uses it?

They gave you extra magic for that?

You always resented my flowers.

You're both pretty.

You both deserve my attention.

Jesus Christ, Stephanie.

I don't give a shit about your stupid ditch weeds.

Lives are at stake.

Let's get started.

I mean, sure it's enchanted,

but what's a dragon gonna do with a human sized telescope?

I don't know, I'm all out of baby teeth.

Hello? Yes, we are going to be delayed indefinitely, please hold.

No, no, not until we've located the item.

I'm going to have to call you back.

Please hold. Please hold.

This is not a good time.

It has to be now.

You the herald?

I'm Harold, the Herald of the East River Dragon.

I responded to a confusingly worded help wanted ad.

Can we just talk to your boss?

We're closed, sir.

Look, just come on.

We have an emergency.

Regarding an item that perhaps you've lost or someone may have stolen?

Yeah, we can help. We could find it.

Nice offer, but I doubt you can.

Just tell us what got stolen.

Yeah, come one. We're professionals.

This elixir is worth more than both of you.

The Great Lady of the East River will give you whatever you choose...

...if you recover it.

But you won't.

The thief used this.

It's untrackable.

Can I see that?

We can do this.

You seem confident.

Yeah, well, his tracking spell failed because he used the wrong circumstances.

He didn't know where the thief got this.

-Which is? -Fillory.

Are you the lady from…

Your dreams?

So you're a prophet...

...and a cat-type person?

Did I appear in your dreams as well?

Wait.

You don't know if you were in my dreams?

It was rhetorical.

You desire your future.

See, you're just stating the obvious.

A vision!

You are leaving.

You did not earn what you're here to seek.

No, no, no. Ignore her!

I will do anything!

The vision changes.

You're celebrating!

You stand on a stone path,

that you will lay.

Next to the roof you'll re-thatch,

near a garden you will plant.

So to get a prophecy, we have to landscape your yard, huh?

Your wish is…

My command?

Small note?

Your whole predicting-what -we're-gonna-say thing is a tad…

Annoying.

Oh, you're good.

Poppy.

What are you doing in the Physical Kids' Cottage?

I've been meaning to reach out.

Noticed you got magic back. Amazing.

They didn't have an appropriate Thank You card at Target.

So you got this in Fillory and used it to rob a dragon?

No. Why would I?

Because you're a dragon-obsessed crazy person...

...who does selfish things for personal gain?

Oh, please. Name one example of…

Wait, don't, I remember.

And you're literally dripping with sweat.

Which is usually a pretty good sign that somebody's hiding something.

Okay fine. You caught me.

Happy?

Hello?

Q?

Anyone?

Hey, what are you doing here?

What are you?

You were supposed to be back hours ago!

Kady had to cast a locator, someone moved this entire cottage.

Right, sorry, things just got so complicated.

-Is that chili? -Yeah.

Will you just give me a…well… Will you just excuse me for a sec?

-Oh, hey there! -Oh, hello...

...belly!

Okay, before you ask,

yes, it was my tranquilizer dart,

but some douche wad stole it from me!

I would never cross a dragon, I'm not an idiot.

But what are you doing here?

I needed a place to gestate,

and I'm technically still enrolled, so…

Julia, we have some news.

I'm going to be a dad.

Well, this is some serious Mr Miyagi bullshit.

But wasn't Mr Miyagi actually training Daniel-San...

...for his big fight against Cobra Kai?

Do you think we're learning secret fighting skills?

When did you watch "The Karate Kid"?

Over there, the garden is overgrown with Strangler Vines.

Why do you think we're avoiding that part?

I have seen a vision.

All vines trimmed by your hand.

Weeds, gone.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna take care of a weed.

It's an act, right?

She's gotta be the one that stole from the dragon.

I don't know. Q's acting like it's real.

He's taking this whole father thing pretty seriously.

He's talking about what kind of dad he wants to be.

Look at her.

Sketchy on a good day.

Definitely hiding something, I can feel it through every mental ward.

Bet she cast some shit on him.

Dragon erotica?

"The Dragon Riders of Porn."

By Poppy Klein.

Number one best seller in its category.

Oh, wow.

It's detailed.

The elixir?

I thought Q said he didn't find anything?

Why is it empty?

It's not glowing, Alice.

I can see that, Stephanie.

Well, that's five tries and I am not having my magic suspended...

...because of your thumb-heavy castings.

I'm not thumb-heavy!

It's not your fault that you inherited Daniel's fingers.

The problem is casting a spell...

...that requires connection with a mother who refuses to be called mom.

Connections take two people, Alice.

I don't mean to be rude,

but I did tell you that I had previous plans.

Now, you act like I can just drop everything...

...for your thick-fingered spells.

The reason it's not working...

...is because you would rather go on a date than help your own daughter.

It's not a date, it's Carol.

The last time you saw her, you electrocuted her?

So best not test her loyalty.

The Library offers rewards for fugitives.

Out the back.

I'm not leaving without my spell.

Nice illusion work, Carol.

You look great!

I mean, you always look great!

I just… I'm really sorry about last time.

Let's just leave it in the past, shall we?

For what it's worth,

The Library doesn't like me very much either.

Why is that?

My new business.

Marital aids.

Your partner feels everything.

Even long distance.

Especially long distance.

Now who is that?

They work for The Library!

Oh, well, I'll just send them away.

Why are they doing here in the first place?

I don't know what…

You called them. On me.

I would never.

Would you just stop for once, Mother.

Bollocks.

No, what did you do?

My dad's Purge protocol.

I locked them out.

And us in.

Umber's Balls. What did you do?

I shoved this bullshit artist right in the briar patch.

Thought she'd see it coming.

Guess not.

Margo. Don't do this. I'll never get my prophecy!

Yes! Free me or no prophecy!

Shut your lie-gina, you cat-dressing con artist.

How can I save you?

I see some shears! In the shed!

What? You didn't predict this?

It's all a lie, Fen.

She's been using us to do her shit work.

Oh, my gods.

I deloused this wench's goat!

Okay! I confess! I lied!

No shit, Benedict Cumber-douche.

But why?

Because you people keep coming!

Eating my food, and ruining my yard.

We do?

In dreams she appears near here.

So you all come to find her.

And then you force them to work for you?

I only wanted to repair what was destroyed by pilgrims like you!

So the real Green Hood.

What's her deal?

A Questing Creature.

She can only be caught in dreams, it's tricky.

She's called The Napster.

Napster?

Like the music sharing site?

I met Sean Parker at an Arby's!

I seriously underestimate you sometimes, you know that?

Yeah, no, I know that.

Well, not anymore.

I hate Fillory for making me say this,

but we have to shut down The Napster.

Hey, what are you doing?

Poppy wanted to feel like she was on a beach.

So I'm just…

I'm helping her out.

Definitely acting normal.

Holy shit.

Guys, I think I got it.

Yeah, I mean, that's one way of putting it.

The way the lava's erupting.

Don't you get it?

It's the Elixir.

Oh, God.

The elixir is dragon spooge.

Why? Why would she steal that?

Holy fuck.

So remember how we said Quentin was the father?

We lied.

So you're saying you…

Turkey baster-ed myself with dragon semen. No big.

I have a few thousand questions.

Think of dragons as universal sperm donors.

Makes for some really cool hybrids.

My kid's gonna be epic!

It sounds kind of dangerous.

Do you have any idea how big it's gonna…

Oh, nope, this is a first.

Historic!

I suggest you back the fuck up.

No one is taking my baby.

Said the world's first true mama of dragons.

Look, Poppy, I don't know you, but you're acting kinda...

Just trust me when I say...

...magical pregnancies can mess with your head.

Especially the people around you.

Crap.

You know what? Hold that…to…thought.

Two seconds?

Guys, sidebar?

The dragon fetus.

That's why Q is acting crazy.

Must have some sort of built in protection.

It's touch.

So that's dragon pregnancy porn?

Don't kink shame.

No, it says here that dragon babies have a pheromone.

Anything touches them, it takes over.

Forces them to nurture. So the baby is safe.

So Q touched Poppy's belly and now they're nesting?

The hell are we gonna do?

Traveller proof wards.

Balls.

I'm supposed to be on easy duty.

Tag 'em and bag 'em.

Not manage a hostage situation for shit's sake.

We know it's a hostage situation?

Don't be daft.

When people turn in friends and family,

sometimes they take it a touch personal.

You think she realized that Stephanie called us?

Muhammed, I have no idea.

Also, I don't really give a fuck.

I do!

Protocol dictates that we break in there.

Arrest the fugitive before anything happens.

Let me know when you get through the wards.

I'll just be over here. Planking.

We can deploy the screamers.

You're doing the paperwork.

Alice, I don't know why they're here!

Okay? It's probably just a friendly, routine visit.

Just admit it, Stephanie. You blame me for all your problems.

-That's not true! -You barely think of me as a daughter.

The second you had a chance to turn me in for your own benefit, you took it.

No, I didn't.

I...

...turned in Carol!

What?

Hi, Carol!

Oh, God.

We came for the elixir. The elixir is definitely gone.

We're not getting it back. So now what?

I don't know.

I guess we gotta find something else to give the dragon.

It says here that dragon eggs take three years to gestate.

So this is informative dragon pregnancy porn?

Poppy stole the elixir last week.

Would she be this pregnant already?

You think she's lying?

Well, it's Poppy.

I mean, what sounds real?

A reptile-redhead hybrid,

or a lying thief stashed an actual fertilized dragon egg somewhere?

I'll beat it out of them.

So you're…

Normal, human pregnant.

Seriously.

How did we ever believe anything you say?

It's called a misdirect?

Yeah, so that you didn't find Falkor.

We're not calling it Falkor.

Would you please let me handle this?

Well, how's it even possible you used the elixir to fertilize that?

Dragons are just fancy fish.

Spray a load on the egg and voila!

Okay, you two have got the pheromone crazies.

You've touched the egg, and now it's making you do stupid things.

You let go of Falkor!

I will murder you if you hurt my baby, do you understand?

Guys?

Why do I want to lick this egg? I wanna lick this egg.

That goes away in a few minutes!

-Oh, boy. -Egg beats oven mitts, bitch.

Now you're my sister-wife!

Yo, Julia, wanna get a lick off this egg?

Oh, four parents?

I mean, I guess it worked on “Big Love”.

Julia, do not lick that egg.

-Don't… Don't… -Nice and slow.

Funny thing is,

magic doesn't work on me the way it does on you.

Travel or follow us and it's eggs over easy.

Do you hear me?

It's Sam's gun. The cop.

-I kept it. -I think it's smart.

-No. -Back off.

Falkor.

The Library won't stop at screaming books.

We have to find a way out of here.

Or Carol could do the right thing and turn herself in.

All I'm doing is selling intimacy aids!

Oh, please!

Half your customers use them to punish their enemies.

Carol, voodoo dolls for fucking are still fucking voodoo dolls!

They are.

Could we use those on the librarians outside?

They require DNA.

I have that.

Jesus Christ, Miss Judgy.

I didn't.

Not that I wouldn't.

But they were here this morning.

And their mugs are in the sink.

And maybe next time you will listen to me.

I have been trying to get rid of you all day long.

The least you could do is acknowledge that I didn't turn you in.

You turned in your best friend.

The spell just proves that we are strangers.

And I'm fine with it...

...because I wouldn't want to be related to somebody who did what you did.

You...

Alice, you do not make this easy.

I know what you're capable of.

Good and bad.

But there is nothing that you could say,

there is nothing that you could do...

...that would make me turn you in.

You are all I have.

Could we try the mother-daughter spell one more time?

Why did it work this time?

You and I never liked each other.

And when Dad died, I thought that we'd finally be done...

...and you'd wash your hands as a mother.

But you didn't.

You still protect me, in your own way.

Which means I was the one choosing to not be your daughter.

Oh, honey.

So it was your fault?

Are you bitches ready for a puppet show?

Are you okay?

Oh, my God.

Do that one again.

It's over, Jules.

Give us the egg.

What part of I have a gun did you forget about?

Back off or your baby gets it!

Fine.

You gonna hold your arms out there all night?

Holy crap!

Oh, shit!

Why the hell is everyone yelling?

I sent them to find your elixir.

It is here, Ancient One.

In this egg.

It's... It's kinda fertilized.

What?

I'm only 12,422.

Too young to be a mother.

Wait.

How can you hold it like that?

Here if you just take it.

It's mine!

I won it off the Seine River Dragon.

This is Amelie's egg?

Is that good?

Well, not for Amelie.

In the basket.

-No, no, please. I need it. -Okay, Julia, come on.

-Please! -Let's just talk about this like…

It's not too late to do the right thing, Julia!

No, no.

My baby.

No, no, no.

-Falkor. -My baby.

Falkor!

Baby.

Thank you, Alice.

Truly.

I've arranged for the increase in rations.

Thank you, as well.

Well, for once, everyone in this room has done something good.

Let's enjoy it for the five seconds it lasts.

Of course.

Sheila.

And five seconds over.

Alice.

It's good to see you.

Why are you wearing that?

Well...

It's because I joined The Order.

And on that note.

What the fuck did you do to her?

Nothing. I promise.

Wait, they forced you.

-Alice, please, just sit down. -No!

It's everything I ever wanted.

Do you know what they do?

No, nothing's perfect.

People have died.

Alice...

...what you did for me, I will always owe you.

But now you should see what I'm working on.

Alice, I'm helping people.

It's good.

And now you're safe too, Alice.

As a Junior Librarian,

Sheila's book has been placed in the Poison Room...

...where any inconsistencies with your book will remain undetected.

The beacon, please?

They're not good.

Okay, they're compromised.

They're the enemy.

Everyone in this room is your ally.

No.

You have to let me go, hon.

How are you?

Well, I...

I didn't get egg fever, so…

I mean, about that.

The not knowing what your deal really is.

Well, whatever it is, it's useful, right?

I didn't ask that.

I don't know.

Q and I, we...

We used to be the same.

I mean, we were the same thing.

Magicians.

Human.

And now, I...

I don't know what I am.

Unless a god walks in here, I'm going to outlive everyone.

Hard to describe what that feels like.

Except, alone.

Funny thing about Travellers?

We're not exactly human either.

You are alone,

and you're not.

Oh, Jesus.

Please tell me that Coldwater's egg hangover is worse than mine.

It's just...

I never even thought about being a mom, you know?

And then I found out, and…

You realized you wanted to?

Oh, God no!

I was like, "Hi, field researcher."

"I let poison things bite me for fun, no baby!"

But I got invited to see a Haitian Spiketoe mating ritual...

...and I sorta forgot to, you know.

Oh, fuck euphemisms.

Abort it.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Thank you.

So I was like, okay, give it to a nice couple, fine,

but I am not letting it cramp my style.

And then the egg, and the chance to fertilize it,

unprecedented, and...

...I basically begged the East River Dragon to revenge-eat me.

I mean, zero mothering instinct.

Well, then maybe it's a...

...good thing that you're...

...you know, giving it…

No, no, that's the thing,

I thought I had zero.

But then I touched that egg, and...

...I get it now.

And now I feel it for this too.

Oh, wow.

Are you sure?

I mean...

...unconventional parents can be awesome, right?

Or shitty.

Think about the weird places it'll…

And the germs it'll be exposed to.

Its immune system will be amazing,

and if mom's a selfish brat, well,

it's not like good parenting makes great artists, right?

I think that you should sleep this off for just a couple of days.

-Here… -No. You convinced me.

-Wait, I… -I'm gonna crush this.

Me and Dakota.

Draco.

Misti?

Thank you, Quentin.

Yeah. Anytime.

Is it mine?

No.

Why? Did you want it to be?

You think you'll ever be a dad?

I hope so.

Cool, because I'm making you the godfather.

Wait, what?

Okay, I can't drink so I need to go make a 6000-egg omelet immediately.

At the behest of my mistress.

Thank you. Tell her we all said so.

I also have a message.

For the former goddess.

My mistress wishes you good fortune in recovering your truth.

She advises you not to accept your current circumstance.

It would be best for you, and all for our kind,

that you make this state you find yourself in...

...temporary.

Okay. Your mistress have any advice on how I do that?

You must seek The Binder.

She then went on to explain what that means in elaborate detail?

We're gonna nab this cat bitch...

-...and get you that prophecy. -Thanks, Margo.

And then I'm gonna slather myself in butter,

throw myself at Josh's feet and beg forgiveness.

I mean, I guess that's one way of apologizing?

I'm going to marry that man, Fen.

And I want you to give me away.

But you and I aren't really...

This is a dream.

Hey!

Guess I run fast in dreams.

Finally caught you, Napster!

Oh, wow, you're beauti...

You're scary!

Why aren't you waking up?

Little trick from my friend Margo.

A potion called Ambien.

I may never wake up!

You found a way so quickly.

This bodes well for your future.

I'm ready.

Tell me.

You're not gonna like it.

Like what?

Your destiny.

And very hard to change.

Last chance to ask me for someone else's instead.

Someone else's?

I can do that?

Of course.

What will it be?

I'm...

Margo might need this more than I do.

She rules Fillory, so…

Yes.

The girl raised to marry the king.

Of course you're more worried about her than yourself.

Let me ask you a question.

Do you value yourself, Fen?

Of course I do. I...

I think I do.

I'm not sure.

I need to. Don't I?

What good am I to Fillory if I don't?

Okay.

I want mine.

Tell me my destiny.

Your destiny...

...concerns High King Margo.

Seriously? After all that?

A moment will come to protect the future of Fillory.

A moment to stand beside the High King...

...before all the leaders of your world.

I can do that.

And then dethrone her.

Excuse me?

Violently, if necessary.

Take her crown, Fen.

Even if that means drenching it in her blood.