W-what Is That?

'Master, your child is about to do something stupid soon.' 

A word of warning echoed in Rutherford's mind as he was looking through one of the storage rooms in his mansion.

The Earl frowned as he knew who this voice belonged to but he could not decipher which child he was talking about.

'Speak clearly, Fryght.' He scowled at his etcher who let out a low whimper before explaining what he had just seen.

The sight of the little girl riding her etcher and their disappearance into the woods behind the mansion was promptly explained to the Master of this household.

Butler Limo had been standing at his Master's side in silence until now but could not help but shudder when an ominous aura began to emit from that same man.

He did not know what was wrong as just earlier, the Master was busy looking for an appropriate present for the King.