It took them another fifteen minutes to calm Chitter down that time, during which the tea and coffee – and Chitter’s soda – arrived. The maid bringing the drinks made things either better or much worse by looking Chitter in the eye and apologizing for being late. “I had to feed the moat creature, you see.”
“Moat creature! Moat Creature! Wait…”
Five minutes later, Senga had managed to convince Chitter that there was no invisible moat and no moat creature. Five minutes after that, with Candavish’s amused help, they’d managed to calm her down.
“Honestly. You could have just told me that you were kidding,” she huffed.
“I believe I did. Twelve minutes ago. Although-” Continue reading