Opening post by Cheshire Cat · #1
There is a war on. There is also a small silver creature asleep on the war table.
The matter at hand is the twins, and which of them I would trust with a keep.
Bianca does not meow at me so much as converse with me. She opens, I answer, she replies. I have had worse councils, and I have had them with lords.
That is the report. Normal business resumes tomorrow, probably.