Just then, the golden book closed with a soft thud. The glowing letters winked at her and faded into the pages.
“Hello, Anika,” squeaked the letter. “I am the Consonant King. In English Kagunita, I don’t stand alone. I dance with the Vowel Queens!” english kagunita
“Exactly!” said the Consonant King. “English Kagunita is the secret heart of phonics. Every consonant has a family.” Just then, the golden book closed with a soft thud
She opened the book, and a puff of glittering smoke swirled out. When it cleared, standing on the desk was a tiny, glowing letter with legs. english kagunita
Then bounced over: