An extremely short chapter in which we acknowledge a monarch’s absolute power
‘Good grief,’ sighed Olive. ‘The Pig of Evil Intent will be polluting the air with his Vile and Scheming Lies. The Queen may think Groves a marvellously refreshing school, but she will soon have a very grim impression of me.’
Our heroine trudged down the grand staircase, dragged her feet across the entrance hall and flopped onto the sofa.
‘Can Her Majesty expel a school captain?’ asked Eduardo.
‘She’s the Queen!’ squeaked Wordsworth. ‘She can do whatever she likes.’