Noctus watched the elf and his daughter leave and rubbed the top of my head as I licked my chops. “It seems Ama is an omnivore.” Ker clapped for me. “How very forward thinking of her!” “Would you two stop it?” Aristide complained. “She’s a cat—not Noctus’s child.” Noctus adjusted his hold on me. “There’s no need to be jealous, Aristide. If you wanted strawberries all you have to do is ask.” “Yeah, Aristide,” Ker said. “Do you want me to call the little girl back? She had a whole basket of fruit.” Aristide groaned. “Sometimes I question my own intelligence for choosing to spend my days with the
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