Then proceed with this week’s entry
“What’s your name, child?” The queen picked up a kitten and settled it on her lap as she sat on the bed.
“Pickles.” The girl squirmed and turned her head to sneeze.
“Well… Pickles, what does the Wizard Deen do for you?” The kitten began climbing her majesty’s dress.
“Bed, two meals, sometimes three a day.… Read the rest