Chapter 62: A Glimpse Of The Lantern
"Milk, Sir Mikel."
Butler Basil held the tray close to Mikel, offering the young man a welcoming smile.
"Thank you." Mikel took the milk carton and watched Butler Basil walk toward the desk.
"Headmaster, Sir Mikel came here to discuss something important," Butler Basil said as he adjusted the chair properly. "Please, stop hovering beside him."
"Ack—" The headmaster, who was the blanket ghost, flinched as both Mikel and Butler Basil turned to him.
There he was again with his ghostly fabric uncomfortably pressed against Mikel’s cheek.
"But I’m checking Mikey’s injury!" the headmaster protested, quickly retreating from Mikel’s personal space. "I heard he was cursed! I want to help him after he drinks his milk!"
Butler Basil said nothing as he quietly dragged the chair back a bit. The headmaster didn’t speak either, but his movement gave the impression of a sigh before he reluctantly floated to the seat.
Why is he sitting down? He’s a blanket, Mikel thought, watching the headmaster position himself across the desk.
"Sir Mikel," Butler Basil said, gesturing to the chair. "Please take a seat."
Mikel glanced at the chair and nodded, sitting across from the headmaster. As soon as he sat down, he stared at the ghostly blanket in front of him.