SAGA Egmont
The Magical Falcon 3 - The Queen of the Demons
Original title
Den magiske falk 3: Dæmonernes dronning
Translator Christoffer Thomas
Copyright © 2012, 2018 Peter Gotthardt and SAGA Egmont
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ISBN: 9788711742136
1. e-book edition, 2018
Format: EPUB 2.0
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The falcon and his friends
Carvallo
At one moment, he is a falcon, the next he is a prince. But no matter what, he is always brave and gallant. He is searching for the world, where his people belong.
Monika
She likes to know everything about others. The things she can’t get out of them, she tries to guess.
Sigurd
He likes to know all sorts of things. What he does not know already, he finds online or at the library.
Sandra
Sandra is Sigurd’s baby sister. She wants to be part of everything. But she is better at interfering than at thinking before she acts.
“Catch it, King!”
Sandra threw the ball in a high arc over the lawn.
The black labrador sprinted after it. The ball hit the ground and bounced. King caught with his mouth. Then he ran back and put the drool soaked ball in front of the two children.
“Good dog!” Sigurd said and patted him on the head. He threw the ball and dried his wet fingers on his trousers.
King sprinted after the ball again.
“If only Carvallo was here,” Sandra said. “Then he could see how clever King is. And we could go somewhere with him. When do you think he’ll come?”
“I don’t know,” Sigurd said. “Soon, I hope.”
This time King didn’t catch the ball.
He ran about whimpering and searched for it in the grass.
A cat sat at the hedge along the neighbours’ garden and enjoyed the sun. It looked at the dog for a moment. Then it opened its mouth in a sleepy yawn as though it thought: “Dogs, please! Why do they bother!
“What if we found Xintra next time,” Sigurd said. “Carvallo’s own world. That would be exciting, right?”
“No,” Sandra mumbled.
“Why not?”
“If Carvallo returns home, he wouldn’t need our help anymore,” Sandra explained. “Then we can’t fly with him to all the strange worlds.”
She’s right about that, Sigurd thought. Some times his baby sister surprised him with the things she said.
And then King finally came back with the ball.
“Come look at what I have got here!” Monika yelled from the neighbour’s house. She ran through the hole in the hedge with a small object in her hand.
“My new iPod. What do you think?” she asked.
“Oh, it looks great!” Sandra sighed.
“It looks like candyfloss,” Sigurd laughed.
“Stop it, you nutter!” Monika moaned. “It’s pink, not baby-pink!”
King began to bark.
“Not now, King,” Sandra said. “We’ll play in a little while, o.k.?”
“How many megabytes does it have? Have you downloaded something on it?” Sigurd asked.
‘Yes, all the tracks from “Teenage Dance Queens’,” Monika said. It was a song- and dance-movie that she loved.
She turned up the volume. The music pulsated.
Four girl voices chirped as one: “Dance, dance! Take your chance.”
King barked again. Higher this time.
“What is it now?” Sandra sighed and turned towards the dog. Then she shrieked.
“He’s here! Carvallo!”