Sael flopped down on his bed and buried his face in his pillow to groan. Dealing with the king of humanity had been a real pita. Sure both had intended to betray the other so both were equally at fault, as far as he was concerned, but that stubborn man wouldn't let bygones be bygones. Several times Sael considered just resuming his attack. Eventually, a sort of armistice agreement was made. The King standing in his gaudy gilded armor didn't seem pleased with the agreement but signed the crudely drawn up agreement regardlessly. Mostly he seemed to be eying the not so pregnant Erica as she wrote out the simple contract. Sael figured it was a stop gap measure to buy time and expected the human king to betray him the next moment. Only to find that such a contract between kings was magically binding.