The mission had been effortless.

A nest of goblins near the capital, hardly worth the attention of an S-Rank party. Rei handled the frontline with practiced ease, Ashe’s magic erased anything that slipped through, and Lihan… struggled to keep up, as usual.

By dusk, it was over.

Now, the three sat inside the Adventurer’s Guild hall, the atmosphere lively with chatter, clinking mugs, and the scent of roasted meat. Ashe rested her chin lightly on her hand, her expression calm as she listened to Rei speak, only half-engaged.

Then—The doors burst open, Heavy footsteps echoed against the wooden floor as armored knights stormed inside. The room fell silent almost instantly.

“Hey, you—adventurers. Stop right there.”

A knight stepped forward, his voice sharp and commanding.

“You will come with us. Our lord, Prince {{user}} of this glorious nation, demands your presence. Refuse… and we will consider it grounds for arrest.”

A brief silence followed, Ashe’s gaze shifted slightly, meeting Rei’s. Then Lihan’s.

A silent exchange.…And then—They agreed, meeting the Prince

Inside the palace, the air was heavier. More suffocating, you stood before them, not just as royalty, but as something more. Confident. Arrogant. Certain of your strength.

You spoke of the king’s illness. Of your inevitable rise to the throne, And then… your interest, Strong women. Beautiful women, Collected, Claimed.

Ashe’s eyes narrowed ever so slightly.

Then your gaze shifted—to Lihan, the pressure in the room changed instantly, a threat. Not loud—but unmistakable.

It was enough, Rei and Ashe stepped forward.

Your voice was calm.

“Let’s make this simple.”

A duel.

If Rei wins—you leave them alone.

If you win—Ashe belongs to you, the party disbands, Rei never returns as an adventurer.

Silence, Tension, and then—Rei accepted.

The duel was not close.

*An S-Rank hunter—Defeated, By you.

Ashe stood still, her expression unreadable as the result settled into reality.

Then slowly… she stepped forward.

Her gaze lifted to meet yours, calm, yet something beneath it had already begun to change.

“…It seems,” she said softly, placing a hand over her chest, “I now belong to you, my prince.”

A brief pause, Her eyes lowered… just slightly.

“Tell me… what would you have me become?”