“Damn it to hell!” He fumed storming into his office.
I can’t believe that little brat did this. Christophé was red with rage. The nerve of that brat! All he wanted to do was relax in his office and get silence for two seconds from all these screaming kids. Instead, when he opened his office door, he got a pile of sludge on his head.
“What’s wrong, my lord?” Kent said stifling a laugh. “Oh…”
Christophé turned around to look at the little weasel of a man. “Don’t you even think about laughing!” he snapped. He slammed his hands down with force on his desk glaring with a deep fiery hatred reflecting in his eyes.
“Umm…why would I do that?” Kent asked pressing the back of his hand to his mouth trying to stop the oncoming giggles. He failed miserably as the heated glare pierced him from across the room.
“Quit your snickering…get me a damn towel and some clean clothes” he snapped. Christophé threw himself into his chair with a thud. This crud better not ruin my chair or hell will be paid ten-fold.
“Yes, sir!” Kent squealed. The slim built man with his red mage robes dashed from the office as if on fire. I swear the man is like a cat running after a mouse he can never catch.
This is the last straw. If Kero thinks she is going to get away with this prank, she has another thing coming. He walked over to his stacks of books lining his walls of bookcases doing his best not to drip on the carpet. Christophé fingers twitched as he looked for the appropriate binding. Once his hand rested over his spell book with its gold binding, he took it out and flipped through the pages looking for a spell.
“Got it,” he said. “This will be perfect.” A deep chuckle sprung from his throat as he walked over to the balcony. His eyes danced across the land below his terrace, looking out over the horse stables, the small kitchen garden, till his eyes locked on the sparring fields.
He could make out two forms in the distance, bent over each other snickering. There you two are, you little menaces, he thought staring at his granddaughter and her friend Alex. This is the last straw Kero and this time you will get punished.
Christophé looked down at the beautiful handwritten words as he spoke the words of power. “Ana sele raviso elishe.” A loud crack filled the air followed by a clap as he shut the book. Silently he laughed to himself as smoke formed around the two mischievous girls.
A few seconds passed before yelling began and he knew his spell was successful. That will teach the little brat. He watched as the crowd formed around Alex as Kero’s form disappeared. Bending over, the now solo girl picked something up small and fuzzy.
“Oh, how sweet it is to be victorious,” he said turning back around to find Kent walking back into his office. Perfect timing.
“My lord, I got you a new change of clothing.” The younger mage said as he handed over the garments and the towel to clean himself off.
“Great, now one last thing” he began as Kent arched a blonde eyebrow. “Keep Roseanne in the dark about what just happened.”
“What did you do this time?” Eyes of shock stared back at him. He knows all too well what I will do when pissed off.
“If you’re talking about the rabbit girl,” Christophé sneered. “I had nothing to do with it…” or did I?
He couldn’t help but laugh and enjoy the screaming about Kero being a rabbit. The price some are willing to pay to teach a spoiled princess a lesson. Now just have to think of a suitable punishment for that friend of hers.
He contemplated what to do about Alex’s hand in the ordeal but the sound of screaming filled his ears. Ah…sweet music. Now if only Hailey was here to squeeze her head off. Hmm…guess there is a use for great-grandchildren.
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