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Tina The Bunny Maid -final- By Mikiy Instant
Tina The Bunny Maid -final- By Mikiy Instant
But right now, the Viscount’s hand was warm on her ear. Right now, the tea was still hot. Right now, she was not a rabbit fleeing the inevitable. She was a bunny maid, doing the only thing she knew how to do.
Tina spun, duster raised like a sword. A small, spider-like automaton clung to the adjacent gear. Its single ruby eye flickered weakly. This was Pipsqueak, the Viscount’s long-forgotten clockwork valet, half-crushed in a wardrobe accident forty years ago.
“Unless what?”
And then he laughed. A real laugh, rusty but warm, like an old music box playing one last waltz.
He looked not as he had at the end—fragile, faded, a clock running on whispers. He looked as he did in the old portraits: tall, sharp-featured, with eyes like blue embers and a faint, crooked smile. Tina the Bunny Maid -Final- By MikiY
She did not look back.
Tina the Bunny Maid stepped outside for the first time in three hundred and twelve years. But right now, the Viscount’s hand was warm on her ear
She took the scroll.
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