Celeste Grant nodded.
"Not bad, not bad at all. With skills like these... you could really make it! You'd be the top two therapists at any spa."
"As long as you're satisfied, Milady. But... what is a spa?"
Celeste Grant smiled faintly.
"Children shouldn't ask so many questions."
"Yes, Milady."
'What's a little dignity? It's nothing compared to our lives and finding our master.' This was the conclusion the two wintergourds reached after a sound thrashing.
'Sticking around is actually pretty good. We don't have human bodies anymore, and we have nowhere else to go. This woman is incredibly powerful; latching onto her is a good thing. If we can just suck up to her, she might help us find our master. Maybe we'll find him sooner this way. We're so smart!'
The two wintergourds floating beside her were still promoting themselves.
"Milady, we have many skills. If you have any orders for us in the future, we would go through hell and high water for you."
