"Richard, you're back." The Fire Spirit Queen could only stare in surprise.
Naturally, her expression was one of uncertainty. Her mind was clearly in disarray because the man she could already be considered to be in a committed relationship with had come to her place in the night.
How should she greet him?
"Would you like to have dinner?" She was lucky enough to come up with an idea right then and there.
But Richard smiled and shook his head.
"Queen, how about we have a drink?" he replied.
"A drink?" The Fire Spirit Queen froze for a moment but quickly nodded.
"Let's go upstairs," she said.
Upstairs, it was like a private residence, while the downstairs contained a hall designed for meetings—not suitable for drinking.
After saying all that, the Fire Spirit Queen could only wonder why she had actually invited him upstairs.
"Sure…" Richard nodded.
In the end, the Fire Spirit Queen had no choice but to lead him to the door through which she had entered.
