Colette
The 8th Noble
Valery Noble
“Of course, Master. I—”
Colette stopped dead in her tracks. For a moment she blinked, and then she twisted her head to look over at Valery with a quite surprised expression across her face. Did she just… ? Noo…? Unless?
“I’m sorry, master, I…” She cleared her throat. “I swear you just said I am the one guiding us through your home.”
The look on Valery’s face was enough to know that this was exactly what she had said. Colette began to slowly bob her head up and down in a nod of understanding before she began to follow Valery yet again.
“Okay,” She said and rubbed at her neck. “So it’ll be like scout duty from back home, except less predictable.”
“I can do that.”
…
“How do I do that?”
“Of course, Master. I—”
Colette stopped dead in her tracks. For a moment she blinked, and then she twisted her head to look over at Valery with a quite surprised expression across her face. Did she just… ? Noo…? Unless?
“I’m sorry, master, I…” She cleared her throat. “I swear you just said I am the one guiding us through your home.”
The look on Valery’s face was enough to know that this was exactly what she had said. Colette began to slowly bob her head up and down in a nod of understanding before she began to follow Valery yet again.
“Okay,” She said and rubbed at her neck. “So it’ll be like scout duty from back home, except less predictable.”
“I can do that.”
…
“How do I do that?”