The older princess was seated in her chair, facing away from her vanity, her blazing red eyes fixed on Dmitry, a strange man in every sense, kneeling on the floor a few meters in front of her. "So you're telling me you're a demon who heard my villagers' pleas and, looking into my heart, saw my desire to improve the kingdom?"
Dmitry, without looking directly at the older princess to show respect for the royalty, replied, "Exactly, Your Majesty. I am merely a demon who wishes to assist in your conquests."
The older princess, nervously swinging her left leg, spoke while staring at the strange creature before her, "What would happen to your body if I used my ability on you?"
"Please don't, Your Majesty. If I had any ill intentions toward you, I wouldn't have appeared physically before you, nor allowed you to harm me so aggressively without retaliating," Dmitry said, raising his hands in a gesture of peace.
