My feathers ruffled. They didn’t yet know that I’d now lost my beloved friend to the pits of hell. Worse, they didn’t know my secret… the deepest secret I carried beneath my sealed beak. I’d hidden it from Blythe for so long now. If the familiars knew, that would cancel out any sort of nobility they believed I possessed. If the Halloween Boys knew… they’d kill me. Oh, the wretchedness I’d agreed to made me want to weep in sorrow. Thankfully, the subject changed.
What secret?!
