That was the third time that week. Genero glared at the cat as it calmly walked through the small puddle of wine around his feet. He was sick of it knocking things out of his hands.
He looked across at Hildyr to find her also glaring at the cat. He may hate his wife, and disagree on almost everything, but on this it appeared that the two finally agreed.
Unbeknownst to him, Hildyr was glaring at the cat for a very different reason. She hadn't been there when he broke the glass before, she was angry he had foiled the assassination attempt.
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100 word Challenge
FanfictionA collection of stories, all with around 100 words. Some fanfic, others original.
