Magical Palaces

“I don’t believe this” Aigror yelled, slamming the door shut.
“What is it? “Glorgan asked, putting down his chisel.
“Someone has just made King Stefan a castle!” Aigror fumed.
“I thought we were making him one?” Glorgan replied, confused.
“He found a witch who could do it twice as fast and for half the price. We’re not needed. Same old story.” Aigror said, with a sigh.
“Should we try the next kingdom? “Glorgan asked hopefully. He looked to the next kingdom, and groaned. In the distance, another palace appeared from nowhere, with shining spires and glimmering gates. It wasn't fair.