Iolanthe's light elixir, over which she had slaved away, was utterly ruined. A notation in The Complete Potion, assured that, "There is no light elixir, however tainted, that cannot be revived by a thunderbolt." Iolanthe is quite adept at fire, water and earth magic, but lightning? That's the stuff of legends!
Still, what does she have to lose?
No one is more astonished than she is when she succeeds in summoning lightning (and nearly frying herself), not even Prince Titus, who observed everything from his balcony and recognised the start of a prophecy: one which would bound him to this girl so that, together, they could defeat the Bane, ruler of Atlantis, who subjugates their realm.
Pretty standard fantasy trope, right?
What if I tell you that the best way the Prince and Iolanthe find to keep her hidden from their enemies while they thwart attempts on their lives, try to interpret capricious prophecies, and defeat evil, is to disguise Iolanthe as a boy, now known as Fairfax, and have her attend Eton with the Prince?
Then things get awesome!
You'd think this would be ripe soil for clichéd romance, what it is, is a spectacularly paced character development leading to true friendship(s) - and yes, a dash of romance.
It was like Enid Blyton's St. Clare's series, only you get to see the boy version of it - disguised as girl, with magic, ribald humour, boyish insults, and deathly peril.
It's like Harry Potter, except the wizards are attending muggle school.
But prophecies guide most of our heroes' paths, and what are they to do, when they know one of them is bound to die, and they start realising they do not wish to go on without the other?
Read and find out! I promise you will not be disappointed!
I, for one, cannot wait for the sequel!