{ The petite Medusa shifted her weight from foot to foot, cast a somewhat embarrassed glance over at the stranger. Ivory locks wiggled — It was not unusual; Marry was nervous. }
”M-Master?”
{ ♥ } — "Yes! Master!" The genie clasped her hands together excitedly. "When you picked up that there, you released me. And now, three wishes are in your command!" Gosh, you would have figured she got the hint from a random green girl coming out of a bottle.















