Cephas / Male / Extension, Soul Print / Form / Tags: General
Cephas finished his meal and set his bowl on the ground. He pondered their takes on the Queen.
Hopefully she’ll start making more and better changes...
Hopefully!? How little do they trust her??
Roxanne was right. Lesser of two evils. This stranger was leagues better than a practicing mind-controller. What a disgusting use of power.
“Okay, but—OWW!!”
He tried to stand up and banged his head on the table. Rubbing his head, he tried again, crawling out with his empty dish.
“Okay, but she can’t be Queen til I talk to her first.” He handed his bowl and cutlery up and put it on the table, crawling out and onto the empty chair that had been designated for him.









