Her Words, Not Mine…Balanced on his fingertip was his only source of information. In the castle, cameras could only see so much. He squinted at the black dot, raising it to his eye level. "You should be quieter. You're a terrible spy."
The fly speck buzzed twice in response. The answer angered him, and he resumed his pacing. "How can I set her fee if she won't even try?" The question was aimed at them both.
The miniature servant would not say. Even with technology at his whim, he could not make Beauty love the Beast. Time moved faster than the heart.