Back home, Durandal did not let go of Chelsea. A wild cat like this could not be tamed in just a few months; if she let her go now, she would definitely run away, so she needed some tools.
Listening to Durandal, Chelsea looked at the lavish decorations around her and could not help disliking Durandal even more. This female general worshipped by so many Imperial citizens did not seem like a good person at all!
She acted so righteous on the surface, but who knew how much she had embezzled behind the scenes.
Durandal did not pay much attention to Chelsea ignoring her. She had only said it casually anyway... After all, how could a cat possibly understand what she was saying?
After speaking with Sirin for a while, Durandal carried the white cat Chelsea toward Little Black's room.
That was right! Even a cat... Durandal had given her a private room. Of course, Durandal was not planning to have Chelsea live in Little Black's room. She was just going there to get something.
As for the white cat Chelsea, there were spare rooms anyway, so giving Chelsea her own cat room was fine too. But right now, Durandal wanted her to stay in her own room more. This white cat was just too cute!
Sleeping together was fine too.
Chelsea did not know what Durandal was thinking, but if she really slept with Durandal, it would be lucky if she did not get kicked to death by the next morning...
Carried by Durandal, Chelsea entered Little Black's room. When she saw all kinds of cat-related things inside, she was completely stunned.
Just how much did Durandal like cats? The room was full of cat toys. Chelsea thought back and suddenly felt that she was living worse than