Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170131040459

Cyndwella leans on her elbow, resting her chin in her hand. Hex giggles.

"Mistress, isn't that cute?" She says.

"Utterly." Cyndwella sighs. "Another six months and they'll be as tall as you," she grumbles with a sneer.

"Mistress, that's unfair! I'm twenty-one years old!" Hex says defensively.

"Oh? My mistake.  I guess that means in a year they'll be taller than you."

Hex slumps. "Yeah, that's true. Can't do anything about that."

"Sure you can," Cyndwella says in a miserable voice, "Party like you're the queen of the world and everyone will know how old you are."

"Really? How old are you, Mistress?"

"Old enough to know better." Cyndwella folds her arms and slumps onto the table.