“You think this is funny? You think it’s funny to take my mate's virginity from me?”
“Mate? From you?” I asked.
“I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.” Sabrina shrugged.
“I marked him with my scent!” Nia lunged at Sabrina, who stepped out of the way. “I know you smelled it!”
“Marked me with your scent?”
“Is that what that funny smell was?” Sabrina smiled. “I thought a stray cat sprayed him or something.”
Guess I’m being ignored again.
“I’LL KILL YOU!”
“Nia, that’s enough.” I grabbed her tail after letting them run around the room for a while.
“Nyaaaa! M-Myashter!”
“Ni-AH!” She rammed into me, forcing me to the bed.
“Oh, Myaster!” She rubbed her cheek on my chest. “I’ll forgive you if you take me right here and meow.”
“Right meow?”
“Right meow!”
Those eyes. Such pleading. Much begging.
“Please, Myaster?” She chirped and meowed every chance she got, and my heart skipped a beat each time she did.
“Ah…I…” My hands grabbed her waist, and her ass lifted in the air.
“Please,” she begged again. “I nyeed it. I nyeed it. I nyeed it!”
Well, if she nyeeds it, who am I to deny!?
“Nya! Master!” She purred as I flipped her so I was on top. “Take me. Take me. Take me!”
“Oh, I’m gon-AGH!” I was jerked back by my collar.
“Not so fast,” Sabrina mumbled.
“What the he-What are you reading and frowning like that for?” I rested a hand on my hip after noticing she was reading the delivered letter. “A letter from an ex?” I smirked.
“Myaster! Come back! Come back!”
“I don’t have any exes,” Sabrina remarked as she continued to read and frown.
“Wait, really?” My eyes widened.
“Myaster!” Nia tugged the cuff of my sleeve. “Plyease dyon’t tyease mye!”
“Yes, really,” Sabrina tore her eyes from the paper to look at me. “You were my first as well.”
“rEaLlY!?”
“Does that make you happy?” She smiled.
Elated!
“I-I never said that.” I scratched my cheek. “Just…surprised, is all.”
“Mmmm,” Nia grumbled, realizing I was caught up in another conversation and had forgotten all about her.
“I’m surprised you were a virgin as well, what with those eyes of yours.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It’s fine. I’ll just get you at night.”
“What did you just say?” I glared at Nia.
“Oh, so you could hear me.” She scoffed. “Tell me what you heard because you heard something.”
“I...I’d rather not say.”
“A shy boy, hm?” She purred. “That’s fine by me.”
“Mmm…” I averted my gaze awkwardly. “What did you mean by my eyes?” I asked Sabrina again, who had gone back to reading the letter.
“That’s not important, but we do have something important to attend to.”
“A quest?” My eyes twinkled.
“More like a request.” She sighed. “The King wants to see us.”
“King?” I scowled. “Us? You mean you, right? You’re just trying to drag me along on your boring jobs.” I pointed at her. “My job is to take quests and reap the rewards.”
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“Yes, but no.”
“Eh?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I forget to mention that as my Successor, you’re also in line to be the next guild master?”
“Eh?”
“So, when the King asks for me, he’s also asking for you. Plus, it’d help you build a relationship with him since you’ll see him alone once you’re the guild master.”
“EHH!?’
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“Okay, so let’s go over this again. How will you address the King?” This was the third time Sabrina had asked me to answer her questionnaire. She did her best to teach me proper manners and etiquette when speaking with the King, but I honestly didn’t care to listen or take notes.
I hated Kings. In video games and anime, they were all a cliché. Especially the ones who summoned someone from another world, not that this one did. However, the fact stood that plenty of kings would do that to save their country, pulling innocent people from their homes and families and all that they knew to fight in a war they never asked to be part of because they failed as kings. If they couldn’t do it on their own, they forced the job onto someone else.
“However I want,” I answered.
“Wrong!”
“OW!” I cried out as Sabrina slapped the back of my head. Before I could even recover, Nia slapped me as well. “What the hell!?”
“Hmph.” She looked the other way.
“Pay attention! Do I need to get the whip out?”
“No, ma’am!” I squeaked as I sat up straight. “I will address the King as Your Highness. Nothing more, nothing less.”
“And if he asks you a question?”
“Yes sir, no sir!”
“And when you enter the throne room?”
“I will not bow! I will not break! I will shut the world away!”
“That’s it!” Sabrina reached for her whip.
“Waitwaitwait! I was joking! I was joking!”
“Oh?” She stopped before she pulled it from behind her back, giving me a doubtful glare like she didn’t believe me.
“I was, seriously! I’ll bow on all fours. I promise. I’ll treat him with respect and give him the utmost courtesy.”
“And if he asks about us?”
“I’m your Successor.” She smiled wickedly, her eyes filled with evil intent.
“Wrong answer.”
“Waitwaitwaitwait!” I shot up from my seat in the carriage. Sabrina did the same, blocking my path out the back as she readied her whip.
“Where do you think you’re going?” She whipped the ground, leaving a gash in the wooden floorboards.
“Eeeeek!” I jumped back as she whipped at me.
“Stop dodging, you damn mutt!” I evaded dozens of her attempts to whip me, if not hundreds. I couldn’t tell. I was too busy focusing on each attack and dodging it to count. Eventually, Nia grabbed me from behind.
“N-Nia?” I looked back to see her mischievous grin.
“This is your punishment.”
“P-Punishment? For what?” I squirmed to break free as Sabrina smiled and readied the whip.
She leaned close to my ear and whispered her answer. “For not matting with earlier.”
“No!” Sabrina stepped forward and raised the whip. “No! NO! N-AHHHHAHAHAAAAA!”
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