Aster was right. They still had a little more time together. He smiled at Danivere as she mentioned being hungry, although Jet wafting a chicken leg about was making Genii a little peckish too. Whereâd Jet even get that?
âHey, er⌠Alan?â Genii said as he approached the irritated Knight to ask about dinner. He would have asked the doctor, but heâd disappeared.
âSir Callan.â The man corrected, staring down at the kid.
âSorry.â Genii cringed. âMy friend is hungry, could you-â
Callan interrupted Genii by obnoxiously snapping his fingers. He was soon greeted by one of the maids who quickly curtsied and asked âCan I help you Sir?â
âTell the servants what you need and theyâll get it for you.â Callan droned. He was a Knight, not a butler.
âOh, um, Hi! Do you have⌠frilly pasta?â Genii smiled hopefully at the maid.
For once Bellah wasnât eavesdropping because her ears were covered. She seemed oblivious to whatever Aster and Jet were discussingâŚ