Chapter 51: Tickets
"Don't worry, Morpho. You'll always be more important to me than some animal" Rhamn reassured with a warm voice.
Cyril sat on a familiar bed and looked around his room.
It was simple in style with nothing interesting around, only an old training stick.
The room was even smaller than the one he has at the academy.
Cyril never saw this as a bad thing, not like he needed too much room.
But looking at Morpho, a thought that more space is better crept into his head. "I agree."
The cat joined him with a graceful jump and lay down in a comfortable position in the middle of the bed.
While it was falling asleep, Cyril couldn't help but pet it.
"So what do you think about a little idea?" Rhamn cautiously asked.
Cyril anticipated this conversation for some time already.
"Because you want it to happen too!" Rhamn sat closer and hugged him. "Please?"