Mama cat accepted the mackerel, but she did not purr for the wizard as she did for his apprentice Ehna and the girl Vee. The wizard went on. “The problem is that I need that demon. I must find a way to control him without driving him back again.”
Behind him, Vee snickered.
“You have an idea?” he asked, turning with one arched eyebrow. The girl immediately clapped both hands over her mouth as if that could conceal her smile. “Please, tell me. I would remind you that my livelihood, possibly my life depends upon a good plan right now.”
And then thirty degrees of wild laughter erupted from Vee’s tiny frame.
Later that day, Deen, Ehna, and Vee all arrived at the palace, where they were ushered quickly through to the king’s chambers. “Goddess beyond, Deen! What is that smell?” demanded the queen. “Have you found the antidote?”
Deen said, “Perhaps.” Then he bowed his obeisance to the king, prone and pale on the bed.
Vee cleared a table of documents, and Ehna carefully placed the cats’ cage. Although it was a tight fit for Mama cat and all four kits, apprentice and child both insisted that the animals ride together. Then, Ehna presented her majesty with a lilac scented rag, and carried more smelling cloths around to the assembled courtiers.
A page whispered, “It smells like cat piss,” into the room’s heavy silence.
From under his urine soaked robes, Deen produced the pristine demon box. “And if it saves his majesty’s life, does it matter?”
The queen said, “No. Not at all. I pray you begin at once.”
Things are getting pretty wild this week at Trifecta. It’s the perfect chance for all you party animals to come play!
Jessie Powell is the Jester Queen. She likes to tell you about her dog, her kids, her fiction, and her blog, but not necessarily in that order.