"Your Highness, may I have some time to think it over? Such a matter has too great an impact on me, and I am unable to respond right away," the King of the Wind Elves said, attempting a probe without any expectation.
"Strictly speaking, I should not grant you any time, but who would blame me for being generous at heart? Tell me, how much time do you need to deliberate?"
"???" Such gentle words immediately put the King of the Wind on high alert. When something is amiss, there's a demon at work; this deity who had barged into His domain in such a brazen manner was now surprisingly easy to talk to, which certainly meant trouble.
"Ten years?" After careful consideration, the King of the Wind Elves cautiously proposed a number that was not exaggerated for a deity.
"Hmm, acceptable." This excessive request was readily agreed to by Muria, who then seemed to propose a condition in exchange,