Thomas Kinkade The Beginning of a Perfect Day

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took another step towards the royal couple, waving the dagger. A faint gurgle escaped from the lips of the duke, glad to be out of there.
'He's doing well, isn't he,' said Nanny, as Magrat helped her out of her prison.
'Isn't that the old king? Can they see him?'
'Shouldn't think so.'
King Verence staggered slightly under the weight. He was too old for such poltergeist activity; you had to be an adolescent for this . . .
'Let me just get a grip on this thing,' he said. 'Oh, damn . . .'
The knife !' she yelled, and spotted the Fool hovering near the door. 'Fool! Fetch the guards!'
'They're busy. We were just leaving,' said Granny. 'Which one of you is the duke?'
Felmet stared pink-eyed up at her from his half-crouch in the corner. A thin dribble of saliva escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he giggled.dropped from the ghost's tenuous grasp and clattered to the floor. Granny Weatherwax stepped forward smartly and put her foot on it.'The dead shouldn't kill the living,' she said. 'It could be a dangerous wossname, precedent. We'd all be outnumbered for one thing.'The duchess surfaced from her terror first. There had been knives swooping through the air and exploding doors, and now these women were defying her in her own dungeons. She couldn't be sure how she was supposed to react to the supernatural items, but she had very firm ideas about how she should tackle the last one.Her mouth opened like the gateway to a red hell. 'Guards