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' Wakefulness hit Wriothesley with a jolt of alarm. He couldn’t breathe. Something heavy and hairy covered his face. There was no time to contemplate the strangeness of the situation. This wouldn’t be the first assassination attempt on the Duke of Meropide, but it would be the first to catch him unaware in his own quarters.Wriothesley brought his knee up to dislodge his attacker, but hit only air. The weapon of choice to smother him in his sleep hissed and sharp pricks of pain hit several points on his face. Half-awake with only self-preservation instincts guiding his actions, Wriothesley reached up to grab a handful of… fur. He yanked a massive cat off his face as he heaved in a lungful of fresh air. In the dim light of his room, he locked eyes with the cat for a split second before it yowled and swiped its claws at his hand. ' When the House of the Hearth infiltrated the Fortress of Meropide, they brought along one extra member of the family. It wasn't intentional, of course, but you try telling a magician's cat what it can and cannot do.