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curtains. It rather resembled a floating four-poster bed.

In the water next to Amelia was Frankie. Her narrow boat was covered in green spikes – it looked a bit like a floating cactus. ‘Don’t expect to beat me,’ Frankie said with a glare, poising herself for the race.

Amelia rolled her eyes and braced her oars.

‘Good luck Amelia,’ whispered

Grimaldi from the boat next to

her. ‘And make sure you don’t let Frankie win!’