Mag sat up from the single bed in the study. The first ray of morning sun shone on the bed. He blanked out for a while, and reached out to switch off the alarm clock. It seemed like he had a drop too much last night, and there were many details he could not remember clearly.
He pulled the blanket aside, and saw that he was dressed neatly in his pajamas. It seemed like nothing interesting happened last night.
Click.
The door was pushed open gently. Amy, who was dressed in a black magician robe, ran in and stood by the bed. She spun around on the spot, and looked at Mag expectantly as she asked, "Father, can I wear this magician robe to the Magic Caster Tournament? I heard that I get to go on stage to receive a prize if I win the first place."
