JoJo
“You’ve got guts,” says Madam Mia.
I perch down by her bedside and wipe a trail of tear off my muddy cheek with the back of my hand. “How so?”
“You literally just sent the fox prince out of his own property,” Madam Mia says drily and I laugh.
“I didn’t send him away, Madam Mia. He decided to leave on his own.” I stand up from her bed and stare down at her. “Your herbs must’ve been boiling for like forever. I’ll go fetch them for you.”
I turn around and ramble towards the kitchen to the kettle currently coughing out steam like an active volcano about to erupt, and I put the fire out, lift the lid off the kettle and notice with awe how the water in it has turned an impossibly dark green.
I decant the water into a cup and just as I’m about stepping out of the kitchen, footsteps bel
