Welcome to our regular fantasy story of our cat friends and their new adventure. It is becoming a bigger story with a second plot that slipped in, but saying to much about that. You would just have to read about it. Hope you will enjoy this addition to the saga.
The Fishy Lighthouse! 17
“…Wait you honestly are not thinking, about Lady Chambelle… you know…!” William’s jaw drops to the floor while shaking his head away from Richard, not wanting to look him in the eyes. “Rich… ahum” William recovers from a squeaky voice “Richard, all I can tell you is that she cried her eyes out when you went missing. And I met her only twice, but I am sure she does not have another!”
“Sorry Will. That was not exactly what I wanted to ask. Though it has crossed my mind and like you I know she wouldn’t” A tiny smile had return across the face of Richard now stroking his whiskers. “I meant to ask you if you think she had anything to do with those cats in cloaks smuggling puppies. You have seen the secrecy, and coming home late. I just do not want her to get hurt. It feels like I am being put up to fail again. Could you…?”
Richard looks down to the floor again and plays with the tip of his tail. “No need to answer, I’m… I am going to bed. Good night, Will!”
As William is answering “Yeah, okay…a good night…” Richard is walking out the door past Kitty who is waiting for William and show him his room. In the door opening they watch Richard walk up the stairs. He just stopped half way and looks down on William and Kitty. “I forgot. Sorry. Good night Kitty, thank you for taking care of Cynthia.”
-“It was a pleasure milord.” Kitty bows her head towards Richard and as he walks away she turns her head to Will. “What was that all about?”
“Well, I am not at liberty to discuss that at the moment.” He says with his eyes slotted and a wicked smile. Straight away changing his demeanour to a laughing one. “Sorry Kitty, but I am not sure either, one can say he is at least worried about something. Maybe it is still a shock from what happened last time.”
-“You are probably right Will. Please let me show you your room.”
“Lead the way Kitty.” He watches her move away up the stairs. As he follows his eyes look at a very light brown coloured hair. It is clinging on to the dark grey fur of Kitty, so it cannot be her own. Slowly they are reaching the door to the room William will be staying in that night. With some quick wit he licks across one of his nails and pinches the hair away from her, having it stick to his wet nail.
“I’m sorry, did you do that?” Kitty turns around after she most likely felt the wisp of air being moved.
-“Yeah, sorry… there was a bit of fluff there, I…” Pressing the found hair to his side he lowers his head with a blush across his cheeks.
He never was much of a ladies man and now he even came so close as to tough her, it, Kitty. Not even his wildest dreams did he think of interacting with opposite sex. Quickly he steps through the door “Sorry… good night Miss Kitty.. Yeah, uhmm, good night.”
And he shuts the door hearing kitty from the other side wishing him a good night to. There was something more but he did not hear it anymore as his heart was beating louder than the words she was speaking.
To be continued…