"Please, I beg of you, spare my foolish husband, he is a simple man who only looks out for my best interest!" Grecia continued to press her forehead on the ground, while Cidd sat there staring at her in shock. "I will do whatever you ask to ease your temper. my lord."
"Grecia, that is enough, there is a limit to how much I can hear you say to this man, even if he kills me, I would rather be dead than see you like this..."
"Somehow I don't even feel like the villain right now, this is kind of amusing, actually." Sol scoffed. "Listen, Cidd, Grecia, my desire is only research, although you are fair to look at, you are nothing special, I wouldn't even want you as a consort, understand that I have no interest in courting you in any form and stop suggesting such vulgar terms to me."
"I-I apologise, my Lord, I am afraid, your power is... overwhelming." The woman slowly raised her head in embarrassment while her husband growled and grimaced.
