A warm breeze wandered through the open corridor, carrying the scent of lavender, climbing roses, and sun-warmed stone. The pages of her letter rustled softly before settling again.
Mirabelle held the parchment in place and continued reading.
Five minutes later Xer had bitten a chair in half.
Cyril dramatically announced that violence was deeply unattractive.
Then immediately stole Xer's seat while he wasn't looking.
Caelia just buried her face in her hands.
Honestly...
I don't know whether to congratulate her or feel sorry for her.
By the time she reached Caelia's section, she was grinning again.
A laugh escaped her before she could stop it, echoing lightly through the corridor.
A crocodile...
And a flamingo.
She could practically hear the argument.
One growling.
The other dramatically fixing his feathers.
The image became so vivid that she had to cover her mouth to stop herself from laughing louder.
Wow.
Caelia's future definitely wasn't going to be boring.
