Janet smiles, a smaller thing than her usual repertoire of smirks and confident grins. "Didn't I say it saved him? Fillory tried to chew us up and spit us back out, but we didn't let it." She laughs. "He's a hands-off king. He left me to run everything for a year and a half while he was off on some stupid quest." That stupid quest saved the very existence of magic and, by extension, Fillory, but: details.