Fleeing For Their Lives

Was this going to get him into more trouble? He couldn't lie; he wasn't even good at it. With his head lowered, he nodded aggressively, muttering, "Yes."

At his word's one of the inspectors turned to the others, his face pale as he muttered, "That's bad... This is really bad..."

Elliot stood there, his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to make sense of the situation. The inspectors' words echoed in his head, mingling with his confusion.

"What's bad?" he asked, his voice laced with anxiety.

The inspectors glanced at each other before stepping back, their faces a mix of caution and fear. One of them spoke up, his voice barely above a whisper, "What's bad is… because you're the Demon King's husband, we naturally don't dare to touch you…"