A woman sat buried beneath mountains of paperwork, her violet eyes scanning over each document with inhuman precision.
Page after page.
Stack after stack.
Morvana finally exhaled, allowing herself a moment of rest as she sensed a familiar presence entering her office building.
"What does that boy want now?"
It had only been a few weeks since she had met him for the first time… and every single time he appeared, he brought a new storm with him and she had no doubt this time would be no different.
After the Demon King formally engaged him to Arza, the boy had shown up in her office a few times.
He always had the same excuse, that he simply wanted to "see her" and then he would proceed to ramble about whatever ridiculous thing he had done that day, telling stories with no structure, no point and absolutely no awareness of how absurd he sounded.
And yet… Somehow, he had begun slipping into her daily routine slowly and steadily like a habit forming without permission.
