Chapter 692: Conflict Resolution

I had just sat down, my legs no longer willing to hold me up, when Sassafras leaped onto the table and fixed me with his amber eyes.

"I agree with Shenka," he said.

"Of course you do." I sat back, refusing to look at him. "Just beat it, cat. I'm busy."

"Feeling sorry for yourself." He snorted. "Typical. When will you tire of your little pity parties, Syd, and grow up?"

I wanted to snap at him, almost did. But as I turned to deliver a scathing line, I saw the twitch of his whiskers, the way his big eyes looked so sad, his drooping ears telling me loud and clear how much he was suffering.

Aw, hell.

Sassafras purred against me as I scooped him into my arms and propped my feet up on the next chair, leaning back for a cuddle.

"Funny," I said. "I never seem to see you anymore and yet here I am, for the second time in less than twenty four hours, leaning on you."

Sassafras's body settled. "I'm sorry," he said. "I've been spending as much time with Ethpeal as I can."

Ah. Choke. "Thank