"And what exactly do you want us to do?" Seraphina asked, her tone cautious but firm.
Cratos's eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "It's quite simple, really. There's a certain woman in the university I fancy. Her name is Alexandra, and I want a date with her."
Seraphina and I exchanged wary glances, our suspicion evident. "That's it?" I asked, incredulous. "You want us to play matchmaker?"
Cratos shrugged, his expression innocent. "Think of it as a small favor for a big reward. Help me, and I'll help you with your symbol."
"This feels like a wild goose chase," Seraphina muttered under her breath.
I sighed, knowing we had little choice but to go along with his absurd request. "Fine, we'll do it. But you better hold up your end of the bargain."
Cratos's grin widened. "Deal. You'll find Alexandra usually hanging around the botanical gardens. Good luck!"
