Josh wobbled a bit and hid behind a statue, his four legs too unsteady to hold him up. Sob! He was too weak, but this was his mission! Drakon before he was Drakon was in the castle somewhere, and Josh, in his cat form, would need to be in the right place at the right time to view the right memory.
Then he would need to survive on the outskirts of the world for the time it took to get back to his time the long way. This mission would take most of his life; time travel only worked one way.
Josh sighed, the sound almost a growl from his cat mouth. Around 50 years as a cat with only fleeting human moments. It was going to be a long wait.
The sound of boots sent Josh darting for another hiding place in the unfamiliar castle. His knowledge of the layout was fractured, just bits and pieces from disgruntled servants and passing comments. Nothing detailed enough to give him safe hiding spots.
“Did you hear?”
Josh paused at the excited whisper of a female servant - likely a maid - and stepped closer to the light giggles.
“His Grace’s son took a legion of knights through the town on parade this time! Oh, Sir Easton was so handsome sitting beside His Young Grace!”
“And did you see the newest knights with him?” another voice asked, just as soft and a bit younger. “They were so big!”
“Well they have to get all muscled up to fight those beastkin armies, you know. Those brutes are just mindless animals…”
Hmph! Josh, disgusted, went in a different direction. He had to find the room where the meeting would take place; he didn’t need to hear a bunch of mindless maids talking about his ancestors like that. And what would they say when their precious grace’s son, Kit Morrison, became a beastkin himself? When that bastard of a human managed to unlock the secret of the dragon evolution and became an emperor tyrant that would drag the whole world to ruin? Kit Morrison would become Drakon, the bloody emperor, and what would they do then?
They’d pee their pretty panties, that’s what they’d do.
Josh shrugged his shoulders to let the collar settle more comfortably on his neck. Polaris had buckled it in place a bit too tight; it was tempting to just rip it off. As much as he wanted to, though, the magic on the collar was what would allow him to secretly watch the meeting. It took a lot of mana to make anything - even a small cat - invisible and Josh couldn’t waste the resource.
He tripped over his paws again as he turned a corner and almost walked face-first into the Duke’s knights. It was a mad scramble to stay out of the way of all those feet.
Three days, he told himself. Just put up with it for three days and then I can run off and live in the woods until the Ritual Day!
“Huh?” a knight stopped, turning and looking down the hall where Josh huddled in a shaking ball.
“What’s wrong?” another knight asked.
The first knight shook his head. “Guess it was nothing, just thought I heard something.”
Josh waited until they were gone before moving again. This place was just too dangerous!