"She's gone," Emma whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation as she shifted her weight on my lap. She hadn't even bothered to change out of her Academy uniform before rushing over, the pleated skirt riding high on her thighs. "It's just the two of us now, Sir Alex. Since I accepted your mission, isn't it reasonable to get a prize?"
I raised an eyebrow, a teasing smirk touching my lips. "What? You haven't even started the mission yet, and you want a prize already?"
"Yes!!" she insisted, her small hands gripping the front of my shirt desperately. "I want a prize... a consolation. For years, you never let me touch you. You even stopped talking to me after that main incident. And finally gods have listened to my prayers. You finally realized how much I love you. Now that you have finally changed, I can't miss this chance."
