Leander

Hycinth and I walked in comfortable silence back to our room. When we entered, my little mouse stopped and snickered as she examined the destruction, eyeballing the bed that was now at quite an angle due to the broken frame. She looked up at me, her lips twitching.

I shrugged my shoulders sheepishly. "It couldn't be helped."

"Of course not." She nodded solemnly.

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you mocking me, little mouse?"

She bit her lip to keep from grinning and purred again, "Of course ...