"Sit down," the devil ordered her to sit on the chair next to him, while he took out a parchment and quill. Before he started writing, two servants came and bowed down respectfully.
"Your Highness, do you want us to prepare the bath now?" One of them asked with a low voice.
Emmelyn could see how these two men glanced at her in a confusion. She could imagine they must be shocked to see the devil sit together with a girl, knowing his reputation as a woman-hater.
"Yes," the devil waved his hand and the two servants quickly bowed down and retreated. They returned five minutes later with buckets of water and filled the devil's favorite bathtub with it. They went out and return with other buckets of water, and repeated the process several times.
Meanwhile, the devil kept himself busy writing their agreement on the parchment. It was a short 'contract' but covered everything they had talked about.
