Slut.

Demon King Cursed’s Bride.

Slut.

"Oh, my You really shouldn't have come all this way. A simple letter would have sufficed. Why don't you stay here for a few days?" Prince Solvandor said with a warm and inviting smile.

Devon thought excitedly, "Bingo! Now we get to stay in their palace for a while and make the most of it."

Understanding the concern, Devon replied politely, "Oh, please don't let me inconvenience you and the rest. Once I find a suitable husband for my sister, I'll return to my palace, ensuring we won't overstay our welcome."

Solvandor graciously responded, "It is an honor if you please grace us with your presence. Your visit is most welcome."

As Solvandor noticed a little figure hiding behind Devon, he curiously inquired, "And who might this be?" He could sense the figure seemed harmless but wanted to know more.