"What?!"
I yell, slamming my hands on the table and standing up from my seat.
My empty plate and empty cup of water clatter. The golden tumbler spins precariously towards the edge of the table, but one of the capable and reliable maids of Eirka Mercantile catches it with ease and replaces it on the table.
We're currently in the official dining room of Eirka Mercantile headquarters, Pewter Place branch.
As soon as I changed into my new temporary uniform, Castor came for me again then led me towards the dining room where Ellen is sitting on the head of a long dining table.
An empty seat beside him is more than telling that I should sit there as Castor takes his place to stand behind Ellen.
And that's when I asked what the date was and that's when I flipped my lid.
"Kyra--" Castor glan
