“What sort of mockery is this?” Stella spat out a cake as she threw her imp butler into a wall before grabbing a container of Icecream and gorged on it as her feathery belly expanded from each bite “mmmph~ thats the stuff! Fucking hell these imps never make the food right! Its like they forget I can have them served on a fucking platter. my stomach would groan loudly oh hush you I slap my stomach before letting out a nasty belch oough!….she would notice you and give a stern and angry look your late! she continued eating the ice cream and plopped her rear onto the couch as it creaked Well then get your ass over here and rub my fat royal ass she let out a laugh