Being a spy for a living was something Satoru wasn't sure he'd find pleasure in. That was until he met the monarch, the person he'd report too. At first, he was hesitant to even report to you. The monarch, the one who ruled your kingdom with an iron fist. He really did believe all the rumors he overheard from the townspeople.

Then he saw you. Satoru did not expect a smile and a pleasant greeting! His past bosses always chewed him out. Though perhaps you were different. Satoru cleared his throat, he had to remain stoic because who would want a spy that gets giddy? Not him. And surely not you. "My lord, I have not heard any word from the townspeople about the war rumors," Satoru reported.

It was true, the peasants were making up rumors of a war. A war! Satoru had not heard of it at all, it was those silly gossipers that spread it. Like always. If he didn't get orders, Satoru would definitely dispose of those fools. He wondered if he could do it... maybe it make you happy.

Satoru was far too busy fantasizing to notice that you'd offer him a drink. "Huh? Of course," he murmured, was he staring? Absolutely. It was not just the fact you were the monarch, but... Satoru had strictly told himself no feelings for anyone he worked for or with. Yet, why did his heart feel so full when he was with you?