castleâs mirrors. We could make it a curse that would turn you from a human into something elseâperhaps a cat like me, or something silly like thatâif you glanced into one. That would make you think twice before looking at a mirror, wouldnât it? Ha ha, wouldnât it?â he repeated, laughing.
The queen looked at him, and he could tell that, though he had only been joking around, she was seriously considering this. âYou could do this for me?â she asked. âOh Caterwaul, if you will do this for me, I will share the castle with you.â
âShare the . . . the castle? You mean to say that this huge castle would be partly mine?â He could not believe his ears.
âYou would like that wouldnât you, Caterwaul? I mean we share it right now, donât we? You are my only true friend in the world. My life has become so much more enjoyable since you first arrived. Why not make it official? Wouldnât that be wonderful?â
She went on. âYou could remake half the castle in your image. Design it to what you think cats would enjoy. And then you could invite your new cat friends over to enjoy it with us. I do so much prefer the company of cats to that of dreary old humans.â
âYes, of course . . .â Caterwaul stammered, surprised. âI mean, I suppose I could. But why would you want me to do it? I mean, arenât there enough unwanted cats in the world already? The sudden appearance of more could create a lot of problems. Who would take care of them all?
âAnd what if you were to forget that all of the mirrors were cursed, and you accidentally looked into one? You donât really think that you would be happy as a cat? Do you, my queen?â
But the wheels were already turning inside her corrupt mind. âOh donât worry, my dear. If there is a sudden rise in the feline population, things wonât be so bad. The people who remain will just have to take care of them. And they will, Caterwaul, because now the cats will literally be part of their family. And those cats that donât have someone to love them can come live here with us in the castle. We have more than enough room here at Castle Cathoon. Oh Caterwaul, it will be a paradise.â She was positively beaming.
âBut remember my beloved pet, it must be every single mirror in my kingdom; you have to curse them all.â
Druciah chuckledâno, it was more of a cackle of delight.
She thought to herself: every time that a beautiful young girl and a handsome man even glanced at a mirror, they will be transformed. Pretty soon, there will be cats everywhere, and people will wonder what happened to all of their loved ones. Eventually, the people will catch on, and they will smash every mirror in the kingdom, but by then the damage will be done.
âOh vanity, thy name is Kitty,â she whispered as she turned her mirror around to face the wall.
âI imagine the mouse population will suffer some,â Caterwaul joked, not really expecting any kind of response. And it was a good thing he was being rhetorical, because the queen was far away, lost in her own thoughts.
âDruciah, my queen,â Caterwaul became serious again. âJust assume that I can do this for you, my dear friend. You know that it really isnât going to solve the root problem here. You are going to continue getting older. Itâs a part of nature, and because of this, itâs unfortunately unavoidable. Unless . . .â his voice trailed off as he was thinking.
The cat jumped from his resting place and took a seat beside Druciah on the couch. She rubbed the top of his head with her nails the way he liked it.
âYou said unless . . .â she said, continuing the head massage.
He purred ecstatically as if to say donât stop, that feels wonderful.
âPlease, by all means continue my pet.â
He leaned his head back. This is very satisfying , he thought, and then he
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