We are going on a Dragon Hunt! It was midnight when the throbbing of the drums caused the boy to toss fitfully on his camp bed. He sat up, confused. Then he remembered that today was special because those drums could only mean that the revels of mid summer's eve had begun. Suddenly he felt alarmed. Something was missing! Where was my Papa's good night kiss? This day had begun a long, long time ago when Merlin urgently shook the five-year-old prince awake. "Up you get, my lord