Bennett Basil never expected this outcome, but he wasn't in a hurry to consolidate his own realm. Old as he was, he pitifully pleaded with Verna, "Miss, can I have a small bowl of this pot? I'm drooling over it."
Overwhelmed with kindness, Verna waved her tiny hand, "There are bowls on the shelf over there, you have to get the smallest one."
"Definitely, definitely." Bennett Basil scampered off to get it. Owen Bertram couldn't help but chuckle and picked up the black crystal plate from the ground. The instant he touched it, he realized what it was and secretly exclaimed "Eh" in surprise.
