Duci usually avoided accompanying Alper on his trips, but as they grew longer and more demanding, he required her assistance. Once again they found themselves in the Kingdom of Ailazila, one of her least favorite places considering the Queen of Vaelo was psychotic.
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"You. Come hither." Lady Xiandralyn Diablerie requested, curling her foredigit from Duci's direction and toward her person.
Duci's upper lip curled in disgust, but she obliged, after glancing toward her boss who merely nodded his head with a shrug of his shoulders.
Lady Diablerie leaned forward, sniffing Duci as she ambled up the short set of stairs and toward her throne. She sniffed indigniantly. "Thoust smell funny," the Queen commented offhandedly, tilting her head at the blonde. "Fetch us wine, then leave the adults to play," she smiled wickedly, snubbing at Duci.
The blonde had to bite back a snide comment, and instead turned without a word. Alper rolled his eyes at the Queen. "Lady Xiandralyn, such behavior is hardly necessary. Duci is my assistant and she is privy to all business I conduct."
Duci didn't wait to hear where the conversation would head, instead moving off and out of the room for the cellar. She had to admit, the Queen's behavior was better than last time. Duci was sure she had threatened to skin her alive before eating her.
—-
Needless to say, Duci finally stumbled into the penthouse in the middle of the night, dragging all of her bags unceremoniously for her room. She hadn't thought to keep quiet, partly because she almost forgot about Katt staying with her, and partly because all she wanted to do was melt into bed and sleep for the rest of ever. Dropping all of her bags just inside the doorway, she sighed, smiling sleepily at Mez as she bounded in her direction.
"Hi, honey," she murmured, bending over to rub Mez's head affectionately. "Come on, let's get to bed," she motioned for the bed, trailing behind Mez while she rubbed her eyes again, yawning. Oh, bed, you never felt so good, Duci thought as she sunk into bed, clothes and all. Curling with Mez, that was the last thought she remembered before she met with a blissful, dreamless night of sleep.
—-
"You. Come hither." Lady Xiandralyn Diablerie requested, curling her foredigit from Duci's direction and toward her person.
Duci's upper lip curled in disgust, but she obliged, after glancing toward her boss who merely nodded his head with a shrug of his shoulders.
Lady Diablerie leaned forward, sniffing Duci as she ambled up the short set of stairs and toward her throne. She sniffed indigniantly. "Thoust smell funny," the Queen commented offhandedly, tilting her head at the blonde. "Fetch us wine, then leave the adults to play," she smiled wickedly, snubbing at Duci.
The blonde had to bite back a snide comment, and instead turned without a word. Alper rolled his eyes at the Queen. "Lady Xiandralyn, such behavior is hardly necessary. Duci is my assistant and she is privy to all business I conduct."
Duci didn't wait to hear where the conversation would head, instead moving off and out of the room for the cellar. She had to admit, the Queen's behavior was better than last time. Duci was sure she had threatened to skin her alive before eating her.
—-
Needless to say, Duci finally stumbled into the penthouse in the middle of the night, dragging all of her bags unceremoniously for her room. She hadn't thought to keep quiet, partly because she almost forgot about Katt staying with her, and partly because all she wanted to do was melt into bed and sleep for the rest of ever. Dropping all of her bags just inside the doorway, she sighed, smiling sleepily at Mez as she bounded in her direction.
"Hi, honey," she murmured, bending over to rub Mez's head affectionately. "Come on, let's get to bed," she motioned for the bed, trailing behind Mez while she rubbed her eyes again, yawning. Oh, bed, you never felt so good, Duci thought as she sunk into bed, clothes and all. Curling with Mez, that was the last thought she remembered before she met with a blissful, dreamless night of sleep.