This went on for about five minutes, until I’d filled my tiny cat stomach. As I ate the last piece of chicken, I peered up at Noctus and was struck by the utter ridiculousness of the situation. Noctus—a deadly and dangerous elf king—was hand feeding his pet cat freshly cooked chicken. Bro, you should have gotten a pet ages ago if you were going to be this dedicated. I’d feel bad for you, if you weren’t a figurative nightmare from supernaturals’ past. Full, I turned my nose away when Noctus offered me one last piece. He ate the chicken himself, and a thoughtful expression flickered in his eyes.
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