Ministra
The Magical Ministra Mystery
Nothing about this house was welcoming. Who would live in such a hellhole? Speaking of hole… Didn’t look like Mini was going to be getting out of here. She wasn’t much of a climber and couldn’t risk another fall. She needed to feed, badly, she could feel her stomach cramping and threatening a frenzy. But she had to hold it together, had to keep her composure. She was better than this, deserved better than this, and she would be treated with some godsdamned respect whether anyone liked it or not.
Smoothing a hand through her hair, she straightened her filthy skirt and stood as tall as her knee would allow her. ”Yoo hoo,” she called to the heartbeat above. They didn’t seem to be fussed about her being there, but maybe they just hadn’t realized she was there.
”I seem to have taken a wrong turn somewhere. Could you help me out and set me on the road to the inn?” She waited a moment. ”Serale?” Was she still invisible? Maybe she should turn that off so that Calmbeat up there could see just how pathetic and unscary she appeared. ”Please?”
Smoothing a hand through her hair, she straightened her filthy skirt and stood as tall as her knee would allow her. ”Yoo hoo,” she called to the heartbeat above. They didn’t seem to be fussed about her being there, but maybe they just hadn’t realized she was there.
”I seem to have taken a wrong turn somewhere. Could you help me out and set me on the road to the inn?” She waited a moment. ”Serale?” Was she still invisible? Maybe she should turn that off so that Calmbeat up there could see just how pathetic and unscary she appeared. ”Please?”