The village woman was keen to provide for the mongrel as she wanted the dress from Angela. She was completely taken in by its sparkle and dazzle and she had never seen such grandeur before. The whole village will be in awe of her. These thoughts caused her to smile and Sir Russell was greatly agitated by her thousand watts smile. He rolled his eyes but there wasn’t much he could do as he wanted to make sure the mongrel was well fed and also given something for his wound. He took the ointment given by the woman and applied it onto the mongrel who started licking his savior’s hand.
“Well, I am not the person you should be thanking, your savior is inside” he pointed towards the bathroom, “You can thank her later, first eat your food.” He patted the mongrel, who barked in response as if he
