Three Tasks

"Even so . . . it's our only way. I don't want to be separated from you." You're very useful, after all. Ren said. His attention was on the scroll, reading its contents, so he didn't give much thought to what he said.

A warm and hot sensation made way on Elena's body. She also felt her heart rate increased, her palms getting sweaty, and for the first time, she felt like she wanted to escape the current situation.

Ren had signed the deal, and all but the Princess remained rooted on her spot, looking at him with a red face, unblinking.

Ren was weirded out and asked, "What?"

At his voice, Elena snapped from her trance, and she looked away with a stubborn face and coughed between fists to get that big lump out of her throat. "Nothing," she said.

Ren didn't give her any more attention while Queen Floraia held the scroll, saying, "Don't worry. My tasks are simple enough but daunting to a woman of my status."

Ren could only imagine.