Sylvia swatted away the man's hand that was patting her head. "Please stop, your highness."
"Since we are both clearly helping each other out, I would like to be treated as your partner."
"Partner?" Mikel raised his eyebrows and smirked.
Sylvia rolled her eyes, correcting him. "I meant as your equal, not in status may be but at least as another human being. I am not your slave anymore, your highness."
"Heh. Alright. Alright." Mikel raised his hands and leaned back, giving her some space.
"Now if the bargaining part of the evening is over, shall we get started kitten?"
Sigh. Sylvia shook her head helplessly. "Yes, your highness. Tell me what I am supposed to do and please stop it with the terms of endearment. As I said, I am not your slave anymore."
"Cats are nice? What do you have against them?" The man innocently retorted back, as if Sylvia had insulted him.
