"Deal," Oliver said immediately, only sensing a trap after he'd agreed. "…But questions within reason. I can't declare that I will answer everything."
"Then I'll give you one chance to refuse a question, but I must be allowed to ask another question, in a different area. And also, let me redeclare that you've made things more difficult for yourself in looking for this deal. It means I'm going to have to watch over you, because you forbid your retainers from doing so," Asabel said.
"That's definitely not what I—"
"Enough. It's done," she said, using her authority as princess when it was convenient. "Now, will you answer my questions?"
He sighed, and leaned his back against the railing. It wasn't the outcome that he had expected, but given his lack of options, it would have to do. "Go on then."
"The scars on your back, where did you get them?" She asked.
