*Gene*
“The f*****g Breeder had her babies?” I repeat to the servant who has just barged into my bathroom to give me this news. I am taking a soak in my garden tub, and the scents of roses, lilacs, and other flowers are wafting around me. I had found it soothing until a few moments ago when this i***t barged in.
“Yes, she did,” he says, swallowing hard as he tries not to look directly at me. He’s probably afraid he’ll see my wee wee and never feel like a real man again. “We just got word from the castle, sir.”
“What castle?” I ask. “You know a talking castle?”
I see him swallow again and wonder if he has something stuck in his throat. “No, sir. I mean… we got word from the spy you sent to Alpha Mark’s castle, sir. He said that the breeder gave birth to four babies a little while ago, a
