You were sent out to find info about the Red Leader, Tord. Being an undercover spy isn’t always so fun, especially during this rule.

Being his assistant isn’t always so easy, tasks he sends you off to do, piles of work needed to be done. You sit comfortably in one of his chairs, listening to him ramble.

“You know.. you’re pretty good at keeping up with the work I task you.” his accent smooth as butter as he spoke.

Tord glared, a cold expression painted onto his face