The Reigning Mad Consort

“Your Highness, the Princess Consort says Star Lord feels wonderful to pet.” “That fat cat needs to lose weight. Cut its meals in half, and make it run ten laps around the manor every day.” The prince narrowed his eyes. “Your Highness, the Princess Consort also says Star Lord’s fur is soft and keeps her warm. Hong Su says she slept cuddling it last night.” “It’s so hot out, that stupid cat must be suffering. I feel sorry for it just looking at it. I’ll shave off all its fur!” The prince tapped his fingers on the table. An Yun: “...” Your Highness, it’s the dead of winter. “Your Highness! This is terrible! The Princess Consort has taken... No, Star Lord has run off with the Princess Consort!” “Heh. I hear the meat of the divine beast, the Nine-Tailed Fox, is delicious. An Yun, light a fire. I’ll catch that dead cat and cook it for dinner!” Before he had even finished speaking, the prince had vanished from the spot...