"This is a bad idea!" Felix chucked another ruined piece of paper into the overflowing trash can across his desk.
Aetius snorted from his place on the lounge chair. They were stuck in Felix' office for the past two hours and waiting for Felix to finish writing the letter but that damn Siren couldn't get himself to concentrate and write it well.
He got the simplest spellings wrong and while Aetius didn't give a s**t about it Felix was having a fit over it saying his written letter will represent two realms in context of peace and it has to be perfect.
"Just let me do it if you can't." Aetius got off his chair for the first time in two hours and stretched his limbs. He watched in satisfaction as Felix made a face at his flexing muscles.
"Don't be jealous. Your witch likes you scrawny
