"If you've agreed to these terms, then I'd like us to establish a formal pact," His Majesty said. His voice remained calm and polite despite everything that had happened so far. "A written contract would be preferable. It ensures that neither side can casually abandon the agreement whenever it's convenient."
Satania stared at him for a moment before raising an eyebrow.
"You jest, human?" she asked. "Do you honestly think the benevolent us would do something like that?"
The way she spoke was strange.
She kept referring to herself as "us" rather than "I."
It wasn't the first odd thing I'd noticed about her, but it still felt weird every time she did it. Most people would assume she was talking about a group, yet she clearly meant herself. Then again, Satania wasn't exactly someone who cared about sounding normal. At this point, I would've been more surprised if she acted like a regular person.
