"I think it's more than special, it's a sign that you possess greater skills compared to other werewolves." She said, which caused him to chuckle from amusement. He couldn't believe she was saying those words, he would never in a million times expect it from her.
"I accept thy praises, my Queen." He teased, hauling out a laugh that made her blush in embarrassment. She hadn't meant to flatter him, it just came out of amusement.
"Let's get that contract done," when things got awkward, Damien raised down her gown and picked her up, going back to the desk.
He made her sit on his lap and this time around, she voiced out a protest, "I feel uncomfortable in this position, allow me to sit." Her voice was gentle and calm, a sign that glaring or yelling at him wouldn't get her what she wanted, but would only worsen matters.
"Alright," to her surprise, he agreed and dropped her on the chair next to him.
