SATYRE’S AGE

“Lady Satyre, does that mean that you’re staying?” Cassandra asked hurriedly.

“Since options one and two weren’t things my master would want, option three turns out to be the best. Thanks for showing me a path I didn’t think of, Cassandra” Satyre said, making Cassandra blush bashfully.

“Huh? Why’s your face all red? Are you sick or something?” Pluck asked Cassandra, placing the back of his hand on her neck to check her temperature and the others started chuckling nervously.

Queen pulled Pluck's hand “Let’s go, Master, I’m sure it’s the heat from lights shining on her face that’s making it red. Right guys”

“Right, that’s it,” The others said haphazardly until Pluck gave up his assumption of what the cause of Cassandra’s red face was.

Queen, Pluck, and Ruby went to meet Satyre by the door and Johnny who was behind Cassandra placed his hands on her shoulder and leaned closer to her ear.

“Listen, Cass, this is only a temporary arrangement so don’t go getting attached to the monster, or e
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