Tina The Bunny Maid -final- By Mikiy [NEW]

“You’re late,” he said. “The tea is cold.”

“I know, my Lord.”

Tina unrolled the Viscount’s will. It was written on a napkin from the Eclipse Café, his handwriting shaky but clear: Tina the Bunny Maid -Final- By MikiY

“To my dearest Tina: You were never a servant. You were the only heartbeat this old clock ever had. Give me one more sunrise with you. That’s all I ask. – A” “You’re late,” he said

The Attic was a cathedral of dust. Cobwebs draped like funeral veils. And at its center, on a pedestal of fossilized clock hands, sat the chrono-core: a golden egg the size of her head, covered in tiny, silent dials. You were the only heartbeat this old clock ever had

“My deepest apologies, my Lord,” she said, curtsying until her ears touched the floor. “I was delayed by an infestation of temporal lichen.”