To say Karl was sick of shopping by the time we returned to the hotel would be one of the greatest possible understatements. The final straw was when we visited the Succubus fashion section of a particular clothing store. I thought the entertainment would help his mood, but it backfired in spectacular fashion.
Because he'd closed the mind link between us, I had misjudged the reason he wanted to go back to the hotel. It wasn't boredom.
Suffice to say, if the place weren't run by a Succubus we'd never be allowed back.
When we returned we discovered that the hotel has secretly spread the word that a new Bunny champion has appeared, reaching Condensation Realm, which so few of the species do, and what looks like every Bunny and rabbit type Demon in the city has gathered in the meeting hall for tonight's party.
