Ming's heart ached, thinking of those who labored in the mines day and night. So much of their effort was wasted in just half a day.
A headache...
Sigh...
Ming leaned back on the sofa, watching a few lively froglings.
"Your Merlin hops to your side, coming into your embrace, looking up at you, Ming. Frowning like that isn't good, you know? It'll make you age faster."
"Your Da Vinci nudged Foodie. "Quick, perform a special trick to cheer up Ming." Foodie nodded. "Alright." Napoleon crouched nearby, "I want to watch too."
Foodie suddenly engulfed Napoleon in its mouth.
Napoleon, wide-eyed, never expected to be part of this trick...
"~~"
Ming smiled, pulling the froglings close, leaning back into the couch, deep in thought.
