Under the Serpent Sea (Secrets of Droon, Book 12)
Tim Jessell, Tony Abbott
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Tony Abbott is the author of more than ninety books for young readers, including THE SECRETS OF DROON series; middle-grade novel KRINGLE; and THE HAUNTING OF DEREK STONE series. He was the recipient of the 2006 Golden Kite Award, as well as the 2009 Edgar Award. Tony was born in Ohio, and now lives with his wife and two daughters in Trumbull, Connecticut. Visit him online at www.tonyabbottbooks.com.
Galen grinned. “Of course not — he is one of the best-kept secrets of Droon!” Neal turned to Eric. “Why do I get the feeling that there are tons of secrets about Droon?” “And that it will take about a million years to learn them all?” added Julie. Keeah put her arms around her friends. “I guess this means I’ll be seeing you soon.” Eric laughed. “Real soon!” Max pointed to the nearby coast. The magical staircase was resting on the very top of the cliffs. “Your world calls you back again,” he
nap. Galen read the pages. His face turned pale. “Master, what’s wrong?” asked Max. The wizard shook his head. “Quill says this storm is indeed the work of Demither —” “I knew it!” chirped Max. “It’s some evil new plan to make the good people of Droon suffer!” “But there is more,” said Galen quietly. “Quill writes that Demither is using the Red Eye of Dawn to cause this storm.” “Oh, man, does it get any worse?” Neal groaned. The Red Eye of Dawn was a magic jewel created by Lord Sparr to
tell you of something else that Quill wrote. A warning.” Eric shot a look at Neal and Julie. “What kind of warning?” he asked. Galen read from the book. “Quill writes that Keeah will undergo a dangerous trial today. Her powers will be tested as never before. If Keeah fails her trial, it could mean doom for her.” “What kind of trial?” Eric asked. “What kind of doom?” asked Neal. Galen scratched his brow and went on. “Every young wizard is tested to see if they are worthy of their power.
Ice Hills of Tarabat, the lush Bangledorn Forest, and the rolling deserts of Lumpland. Suddenly Friddle slapped his hands together in glee. “Ah! Going into Demither’s mysterious realm! The danger! The excitement! The danger!” “Um … you said danger twice,” said Neal. “There’ll be plenty to spare!” said Friddle. At that moment, they flew over the jagged cliffs of Mintar. “My gosh,” Keeah murmured. “There it is!” A black tower of wind and water roared up from the green sea, swirling the waves
and hugged the dolphin. “Mother, Mother! Is it true?” The queen nuzzled her daughter. “Yes, my love, it is true. Demither and I are sisters.” Keeah stared at her mother. “But how … why didn’t you ever tell me?” “I forbade her to tell you until you needed to know,” Demither said. “My story is a sad one.” Julie turned to Eric and Neal. “Talk about a day of surprises!” Neal blinked. “So Witch Demither is now … Aunt Demither? That’s fairly weird.” “Keeah, my love,” said the dolphin queen, “long