"You know a way to break the curse?" Luciana asked in shock.
"Before we talk about that, let me introduce myself," the cat said and stood on its hind legs, tilted its upper body at a 90-degree angle, and did a little curtsy; Luciana nearly giggled at how cute it looked.
'If it was in the 21st century, someone would mistake him as Puss in Boots, except that it was white and chubby,' the author thought.
"I'm the one and only, Lord Algrith, the mighty king of all cats and the spiritual master of the holy beasts' clan," he said grandly.
"Do all these titles mean you are the strongest cat on the entire Windermere continent?" Luciana asked, catching Lord Algrith off guard, and his little eyes became unfocused for a moment, darting here and there and looking like someone who had been caught lying.
