4 The Cat’s identity (1)

"Halt! Halt! God damn it! For heaven's sake! No more!" Queen lost it. She couldn't take his lecture anymore. It was so annoying!

'This must be how she felt when I lectured her nonstop back then' Queen reflected on her actions and regretted complaining so much long ago.

"Excuse me?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously at her. This girl sure got guts, trying to defy him. To actually dare and command him!

"Mister Cat, I get that you are angry but I already apologized didn't I?" Queen paid no heed to his dangerous stare. She glared right back at him before shamelessly proclaiming her innocence.

"First of all, you did not apologize, all you did was say some nonsense in regards to how I was there to help you. Second, you have no rights whatsoever to yell back at me, considering the fact that I am the owner of this cruise you are standing on and lastly, who are you calling mister cat?" The man asked her all these questions within one breath.

'Wow, what lung capacity! As expected of my cat!' Queen couldn't help but admire her cat. Her eyes shone bright as she looked at him.

'She's beginning to look weird again.' The man was feeling very confused at....is that a look of admiration? To him? He was used to these kind of looks directed at him, but definitely not when he's yelling and berating someone! This girl is beginning to give him the creeps....is she perhaps, truly a psycho?

Queen cleared her throat before replying. "Well then, I apologize mister cat. I didn't mean for my prank to go this far, nor did I have any intention of ruining the owner's reputation. As for mister cat..." Queen looked at him slyly before taking two steps towards him, closing their distance.

'What? That was a prank?!' The man thought angrily. He didn't even notice the two steps she took towards him. He only noticed her when he felt something light and soft on his face.

Queen placed her palm on the side of his face, before gazing at him with joy and happiness. A slight smile formed on her lips making her look like an enchantress. The man stood still as he looked at her, stunned by her sweet smile and gentle touch.

"That is obviously you, my cat." She said softly. So soft, it tickled his heart. He knew he should have felt insulted at the name she had somehow given him. But at that moment, he was too lost to notice any of that.

It took him a while to gather his wits before he flung her hand away.

"A prank?" He asked her coldly. He was gritting his teeth. All those worries and anxieties he felt was all because of a silly prank?!

'Oops, guess I shouldn't have confessed that.' Queen flashed him a sincere albeit sheepish smile, hoping it would placate him somehow.

It wasn't working as her mister cat kept exuding a mighty cold aura that could freeze hell all over.

Before any of them could say anything else, they heard heavy footsteps running towards them.

As the footsteps neared, they saw that it was a few guards jogging over.

"Master Quince! There is a slight emergency, please come with us." One of the guards said to him.

'So my cat's name is Quince...hmm kinda cute. But...it is familiar somewhat...Quince...owner of the cruise...jet black hair and silver eyes...omg! Don't tell me, it's him?!!!'

Queen gasped in surprise as she had an inkling of her cat's identity.

Her cat, known as Quince now, nodded his head. His face was impassive, void of any emotions, making people feel as if they are in the presence of the vampire king. This doesn't apply to Queen though. 'Any face my cat makes is cute~~' Queen greedily absorbed his various non-expressions into her heart.

Abruptly, Quince glanced at her and said, "You, follow me."

"But why?" Not that she wasn't happy to follow him, but why was she supposed to do so?

"To avoid problems in the near future." The way he emphasized problems really struck a nerve in Queen's body. 'What problems you smelly cat?! I was the one that cleaned up all your antics in the past ok?!' Queen made a face at him due to the unfairness of his statement, not that he's aware of any of it.

'Well, let's follow then.' Queen smiled and clutched his arm with both her hands. The guards that saw this scene was so shocked their mouth hung open. Does she not know who this man is?! She dared touch him? Isn't she scared of murder?!

Before Quince could shake her hands off, Queen quickly said, "If you shake my hands off, I'm going back to that railing and this time I will yell at the top of my lungs about how you bullied me!"

Quince glare became colder and colder. He turned his head forward and started walking with her hands wrapped around his arm.

'Success!' Queen grinned happily at her achievement. She didn't know the man beside her kept stealing glances at her from the side of his eye. His gaze was unfathomable and deep with countless thoughts whirling in his head.