No, actually, make it five hours.
Because wasn't this thing just a little too effective?
That was Luca Kyros' firm conclusion the longer he stared at Minister Kordell's suddenly hyperactive water sprite.
Of course, those currently suffering beneath what could only be described as the gaudiest get-along shirt ever conceived by man and beast alike would've liked to argue that even five minutes already qualified as cruel and unusual punishment. Worse, they firmly believed that a single photograph would've been enough to permanently ruin reputations. Particularly if someone as fashionably renowned as the great Tortie were caught wearing it.
Unfortunately for them, every complaint that entered Luca's left ear exited just as quickly through the right.
As such, there was simply no changing the dungeon owner's mind after he decided that the little Queen Bee and Tortie ought to share one shirt together.
The arrangement was admittedly rather unfortunate for the guardian beast.
