There were afternoons when, after meetings went on for longer than she'd like them to, Tina found herself with the urge to reach out and pet Minnie. Typically this was an urge satisfied in private but as she listened to...who was this guy again? Eh, didn't matter...she decided not to fight the urge.
She was the Lord Imperial.
Reaching out, she roughly stroked Minnie's hair.
"Is that quite all?" Tina addressed the young man as her fingers curled and tangled into Minnie's hair.
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