I frowned in alarm waiting for him to explain this title, which he did with an indefinable smile.
- Since you are, according to what is said, officially engaged to Emperor Seiran of the Flying Ones.
I nodded my head in rebuttal.
- What they say is not true. We are not yet engaged.
- Forgive me for this mistake, although he clearly showed the air of someone who didn't need forgiveness at all, except perhaps from this person. But that probably won't be long. You are so beautiful.
He sat back in his seat, while intensifying his gaze on me.
- Well, then...what can I do for you?
- A lot. I replied with defiance and authority. But the first would be that you give me your name, since apparently you already know mine.
I shrugged my shoulders.
- Everyone does, of course.
- You don't have to tell me," he laughed. My name right now doesn't matter. Second thing.
I shook my head while glaring at him with the utmost contempt.
- You are really this person's stooge.