Wilhelmina Wang and her Cathayan fire fox Huohu at Villa Undine (page 2)
Wilhelmina Wang and her Cathayan fire fox Huohu quickly went in the gate of Villa Undine and entered its white, decorated door. They shut the green lawn with its beachkorb and the blue glimpse of the Baltic Sea behind them.
At the reception was a young man, handsome in a painfully shy way, bright blond hair, and soft, unusually intelligent eyes. He was looking at her and Huohu now, quietly, politely, but curiously.
It’s not usual for Cathayans and their rumored talking animals to be up north in Vineta. Magna Germania does trade with the Far East, he knew, for his Uncle Otto in Hamburg ships around chests of pu’er tea. But this girl standing before him, with her worried but determined look in her beautiful face, and the red gold raccoon-like creature on her shoulder, were new.