The servants called Marcella down to the lobby for . Walking down the steps wearing a fur gown, dressed for outside already. Her hair stunning as usual, the red sheen in her jet black hair giving her an alluring mystique. I embraced her in a hug, kissing her cheeks in greeting.
"You're looking very good today Marcella" I told her.
She just smiled and looked at
carefully.
"Thank you Keaton. Shall we?" Holding her arm up, elbow crooked for
to grab, a proper lady asking for a proper escort on her walk around the premises.
We walked as usual, making our round. Arm in arm, and Belle in tow.
"I was thinking Marcella... we're both adventurers. Instead of doing these walks here, wouldn't you much rather like to have an outing outside the walls? You know how I have been training outside, we could turn that into a picnic. How about it?"
She stopped to consider it, looking around the exterior of the mansion as if carefully examining each aspect of it.
"You know what Keaton that sounds like a lot of fun! I would love to do that. We can have the cooks make sothing wonderful up, and you can bring it with you!"
She started thinking about all the uniquely convenient aspects of my 'space magic', as well as seeming eager to get back to adventuring. I knew that her father had cooped her up at ho after our engagent.
To be honest I was also quite curious to see what her magic was like in person. She was the only actual mage that I've ever seen before, and this was a perfect chance for a demonstration.
Asking her if she could have the staff put sothing together for it for tomorrow.
Marcella had been staring at sothing for a while and I finally realized what it was, seeing Belle a good ways away from us, busy looking at a bird on the fence interestedly. Her tail swishing back and forth srizingly.
"-cute." I heard Marcella whisper softly to herself.
I smiled knowingly, intending to let her get a better look. "Belle!" I yelled out. Startling the distracted catgirl.
"Co over here." I said waving to her.
She trotted over, the bell on her collar ringing out every step she took. Before long she was standing in front of us, at attention.
"Belle is here master." She said matter of fact.
Marcella studied her with great interest.
I leaned towards Marcella's ear, whispering to her, "Is this the closest you've been to a beastkin?"
She nodded.
"Do you want to touch her?"
She nodded again, more eagerly.
"Belle, co say hello to Marcella."
Belle looked over to Marcella, staring into her eyes. Approaching closer.
"Belle greets Mistress
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