For a moment Kitty
could have sworn the Minister was going to explode. But
when he smiled instead, Kitty almost wished he hadn’t. Nothing
about that smile felt like a warm fuzzy. “You must be a
queen in your world,” he said, but Kitty shook her head. “No. Only
a girl.”
“There is nothing ‘only’ about it,” the Minister replied, in such a way
that made Kitty’s skin crawl. “Well, my dear, I would love to chat
and learn more about you, but it appears that I must take my leave. Until
we meet again.”
And the image vanished as mysteriously as it appeared.
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