A Royal Purr-suit

Previously

…With a deep, shaky breath, Bartholomew reached out his own paw and tentatively touched Jasper’s. The cool metal of Jasper’s collar brushed against his fur, a silent confirmation. The lace curtains of his sunroom seemed to flutter, as if in anticipation. The comfortable world he knew was about to vanish, replaced by the unknown, the dangerous, the regal. Bartholomew, the pampered house cat, was about to embark on a purr-suit far grander, and far more perilous, than he could ever have imagined. The gilded cage was about to be left behind, and a secret kingdom awaited its accidental heir.