For a few moments, the children were silent. Then Auden muttered, loudly enough for Aurelia to hear, "Honestly. As if any of that ever happened. Magic? Give me a break."
Ira bit his bottom lip. Aurelia had looked so sincere while telling her tale... Was it really all made up? Of course. Of course it must be. He was eleven years old - too old by far to believe in magic and that sort of thing.
Fox frowned at Auden. "Just because you don't believe in magic doesn't mean it isn't real," she pointed out, "You don't believe in anything."