Chapter 127

• His tousled brown locks slightly fell to his face as he shared with me an odd look. "What?"
• "You know..." I lolled my eyes about as I gestured with my hands, "why are they fighting?"
• He singly blinked as his head fell back to the pillow, releasing a sigh that sounded like relief. "I dunno, Munchkin. She never told me, maybe Alfred. The one time I asked her, she only gave me a dead warning of never to allow the witch into the palace... I think it started while my father was still alive. I once thought maybe it was a normal women's clash that involved jealousy or so..." He bounced his shoulders nonchalantly and his left hand tugged at me until I was flat on the bed.