Aristide frowned, wrinkling the flawless skin of his forehead. “How did you even know?” “She’s my cat,” Noctus said. “That doesn’t give you some weird bond with her that surpasses the abilities of magic,” Aristide said. “Tell him, Charon.” “Sir is very capable and skilled,” Charon said. “I can imagine with as much power as he has, even if it is restrained, it would be possible for him to form a bond with Ama.” “Charon, that was the opposite of helpful,” Aristide said. “You’re fired from being the secondary voice of reason for our rag-tag band.” Ker barked and wagged her tail. “No, you aren’t
...more
:)
