Alessa's plea alerted Martha and she came skidding toward the dining room. She eyed Kit, the smashed vase, and Alex in terrified tears. She marched right in and seized Kit by the scruff sharply.
"We talked about this, Kit! What the heck are you doing!?"
In surprise and embarrassment, Kit pouted.
"I am King! I may do as I please!"
Martha clicked her tongue in disappointment.
"You know your parent's last wish to you before they lost they're lives. Now go and apologize to these young ladies."














