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will stand up when you address a master,' said the rosy face.
'I will?' Teppic was fascinated. He wondered how this could be achieved. Discipline had not hitherto been a major feature 'Ah. Teppic,' said the master, and ticked off a name on his list. He gave Teppic a generous smile.
'Well, now, your majesty,' he said, 'I am Grunworth Nivor, your housemaster. You are in Viper House. To my certain knowledge there are at least eleven Kingdoms of the Sun on the Disc and, before the end of the week, you will in his life. Most of his tutors had been sufficiently unnerved by the sight of the king occasionally perched on top of a door that they raced through such lessons as they had and then locked themselves in their rooms. 'I will sir,' said the teacher. He consulted the list in his hand. 'What is your name, boy?' he continued. 'Prince Pteppic of the Old Kingdom, the Kingdom of the Sun,' said Teppic easily. 'I appreciate you are ignorant of the etiquette, but you should not call me sir, and you should touch the ground with your forehead when you address me.' 'Pateppic, is it?' said the master. 'No. Pteppic.'