"I won't have a harem," Darius laughed. "What will you do now, little liege?"
Aaran massaged his temples. People would kill to marry a princess; he was so lucky to get two of them. But unlike Darius, he couldn't joke about the situation.
Even Mother agreed to the engagement…
But it wasn't like Amara had a choice. The Emperor's request was an order in disguise. If he wanted Aaran as his son-in-law, then no one could stop it from happening.
[The Goddess of Salvation is displeased.]
Why are you displeased?
[The Goddess of Salvation mumbles something about owner's rights.]
You don't own me.
[The Goddess of Salvation gasps in disbelief.]
Aaran waved the notifications away. He already had too much on his plate to worry about her. Just then, there was a knock on the door. Analeis entered the room. She wasn't dressed in her usual uniform but in a proper, classy one.
