“Princess, it really wasn’t my intention…”
“You can stop apologizing now, Counselor Bim. It’s fine. I got angry on my own and took it out on all of you. I’m sorry too.”
“You don’t have to apologize, princess. You were rightfully angry.”
“No, that was rude of me…”
“Alright, can we cut this out now? It’s grossing me out.”
“Shut up Hephit. I haven’t heard your apology.”
“Why should I apologize?”
“Princess, forgive Duke Hephit. He has a problem understanding social cues and generally being a good fairy,” Sylin says.
“Rude!”
“We do not care,” Bim and Sylin said at the same time. Meryl burst out laughing. Hephit grumbled like a child, folding his hands.
“So, what do we do now?” she asked when her laughter had died down.
“I say we do the ritual,” Hephit says.
“Why?” Meryl opp
