With her nose up, the kitty slowly walked around the table, meticulously examining what was laid out on it.

Are you looking for alcohol? Kai chuckled. - Get over it!

“Yes, we have an alcohol-free wedding,” I nodded. “Drunkenness fight and all that.

The panther's violet eyes shot the general with contemptuous lightning.

“In my cellar there are only elven wines, too strong for people,” my husband began to justify himself to me.

“It’s all right, Kai, I’m generally a teetotaler in life,” I encouraged him. “Maybe we can put another plate for Roxy?” I asked, puzzled, watching the kitty pull a piece of sausage off the sandwich with its...