Thea’s eyes lit up at the idea of a baby dragon.“I’ll have to go meet her, because that sounds amazing.”
“It is,” Guinevere said.“Now go get Nathaniel.It’s time.”
Nerves filled her stomach as Thea walked over to the fireplace and began to pet the top of Nathaniel’s head.
He woke slowly, stretching and looking up at her with bleary eyes.
“We have something for you to try,” Thea told him.“Will you come to the kitchen?”
Nat let out a sleepy meow, and Thea did her best to hide her smile at how adorable he was as a tired cat.
“Guinevere is here,” she told him, hoping he would remember the significance of that.He seemed to, because his eyes immediately shot open and he quickly got to his feet.
“I see that will get you moving,” she teased.“In a hurry for something?”
He glared balefully at her as he followed her into the kitchen, and Thea did her best to hide her smile.
This was a little too much fun.
Guinevere poured the potion into a saucer.“Okay,” she said with a sigh, “I’m going to warn you now that I don’t know what this is going to do, and it might taste terrible, but it shouldn’t kill you—and hopefully it will turn you human again.”
Nat looked up at Thea and let out a disgruntled yowl.
Thea fought the urge to giggle.“We’re trying,” she said, giving him a stern look, “and you’re just going to have to deal with it.”
“All right.Option number one,” Guinevere said, placing the saucer down.“You should probably drink most of it.I don’t know how much it would take for it to be effective.”
Nat stared at it in distaste before sauntering over.He leaned in, then recoiled.
“I know it doesn’t smell great,” Guinevere said, “but you’re not a human, so I don’t know how to tell you to cover your nose.And I don’t think it’ll work the same if I try to do it for you.”
Nathaniel glared at them, growling, before leaning down and lapping it up as quickly as he could.He made it about halfway before backing away and making hurling noises.
“Don’t you throw it up,” Thea said quickly.“We don’t know if it will work if you do.”
Nathaniel used his paw to shove the bowl away.
“I think he’s done,” Thea said with a grin.
As the hurling noises stopped, the women watched the cat with interest.
Ginger appeared around the counter, made her way over to investigate, then jumped back, sharing her displeasure at the smell.
“Sorry,” Guinevere said with a shrug.“You shouldn’t be so nosy.”
Ginger continued to express her displeasure…while Nathaniel did nothing.
“How quickly should it work?”Thea asked.
Guinevere frowned at him.“We should probably see something right now,” she said, looking aside.
“What was this one supposed to do?”Thea asked.
“Well, I put in a few things that are supposed to help you feel more like yourself again after an illness, and I had hoped it would transfer the illness factor to the curse, but it doesn’t appear to have done so.”
Nathaniel let out a loud wail.
Guinevere sighed.“On to the next one.Let me tweak it some more, and I’ll be back.”
