“Please, please I can’t get up, you have to help me! I’ll die here!”
“Just pick up the cat. And move it.”
“You’re a monster. I can’t do that!” the improper king quite literally whined."But I can?" Liselotte asked.
"Can I, Molly?" With that she took a step forward and gently removed the senior cat from young man's lap. Molly expressed no displeasure and even purred slightly, gazing at the girl with regal calm.

"Marry me!" Taki blurted out, long way before he could think of something better to say about the unfolding scene. Thankfully, Liselotte ignored his shameful outburst with a sweet smile and turned her attention to the cat.

"Am I a joke to you?" Russell, who just proved once again, that kings are, in fact, liquid, due to aching muscles, eyed him in genuine shock. "This woman is a thousand times scarier, than any cat in this world! Let alone good old lady Molly..."

He huffed at clear distrust in the boy's eyes. Molly, as if capable of reading thoughts, turned her head in Taki's direction with a piercing glare full of dissaprouval. Future knight shuddered on spot.

The king rolled his eyes. "How do you even become my attendant..."

"Wasn't I always wondering the same thing?.." Taki sighed. He learnt as much as do not to expect any answer. At least, all was well.