Chapter 345. Like Father, Like Son
Seven Sins System Chapter 345. Like Father, Like Son
"Alright then," Xalgrim confirmed, sealing our little agreement with a grin that matched mine.
"Okay, bye then," I said, practically bolting out of there. The sooner I got away from the grating wails of that mortal, the better. Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard, and I’d had enough for one day. With a flick of my hand, I made a portal and stepped into it.
The portal dropped me right into my office. This place was my sanctuary. But the sight waiting for me? Anything but the norm.
Sitting behind my desk was… well, me. Or rather, my doppelganger—my idiotic double, spinning around in my high-backed, expensive chair like a kid on a sugar high. Ivy stood beside him with a stack of paperwork, looking about as done with life as anyone could be.
I cringed, rubbing my temples. "What in the abyss is going on here?" I muttered under my breath, the words laced with sheer disbelief.
My double, clearly having the time of his life, finally noticed me standing there. He stopped spinning and shot me a cheeky grin. "Well, look who finally decided to show up," he said, his tone dripping with mockery. "Ivy here was trying to get me to enjoy paperwork, but I figured your fancy chair was a lot more entertaining."
I sighed, equal parts annoyed and amused. "You’re supposed to manage the realm, not turn my office into a playground."
He shrugged, not missing a beat. "Relax, I’ve got it all under control. Besides, a little fun never hurt anyone, right?" He gave me a wink, like that was somehow supposed to reassure me.
Ivy’s eyes met mine, and in an instant, her expression shifted from exhaustion to pure relief. "Your Highness!" she cried with joy as she hurried over to me, pulling me into a warm hug.
I returned the embrace. Ivy had been keeping everything in order, even managing my ridiculous double, and honestly, I was grateful. She’d been holding down the fort, ensuring the realm didn’t go up in flames in my absence.
We pulled away. Ivy looked up at me with a mix of hope and desperation. "Please tell me you’re back for good," she said, her voice carrying the endless long days. "Tell me your mission is finally over."
I took a deep breath. "Not quite," I admitted. "I just came back for a moment—I actually need your help. I need you to arrange for some servants to prepare and deliver a special tonic to the Malifex Clan. One hundred bottles, as fast as possible."
Ivy’s brows furrowed, taking it all in. "A hundred bottles? What kind of tonic are we talking about, and why so many?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
"It’s for their new bride," I explained, keeping it short. "The tonics are essential to keep her healthy and ensure the union’s… success." I figured Ivy didn’t need all the messy details; she knew the ins and outs of demon politics better than anyone.
"What should I send?" she asked, quill ready over a parchment.
"Fertility tonic, vitality tonic, and elixir of health," I answered, leaning on the desk. "And add a note with instructions for when and how she should take them. Mention that if they need more, they can send a request to us." I could feel the urgency of the situation, and it wasn’t lost on Ivy either.
She scribbled down the details quickly, her mind already working ahead. But as she wrote, her gaze flicked up at me, curiosity still burning in her eyes. "So, did they find a bride, or… did you find one for them?" she asked, casting me a sidelong glance.
"Yeah, I gave them one," I said, trying to keep my tone casual. I cringed, though, realizing just how out of the ordinary this situation was. "She’s… fragile, let’s just say. I need to make sure she can handle her part in all this. Those tonics will help keep her strong."
Ivy’s frown deepened, clearly absorbing the less-than-ideal setup. "Did you… force her?" she asked, looking at me with that familiar blend of concern and curiosity.
I shrugged, feeling zero remorse. "Yup," I confirmed simply.
She raised an eyebrow, giving me a flat look. "Is she from the mortal realm?" she pressed.
"Yup," I repeated, my response as short as possible.
Ivy’s skepticism was practically tangible. "And the king is okay with this, right?" she asked, her tone suggesting she already knew the answer but wanted to hear it from me.
"I’ve got his permission, don’t worry," I replied, stepping closer to her. Still, I could tell Ivy was worried, and honestly, I couldn’t blame her. "There’s just one last thing I haven’t done," I said, a mischievous smile creeping onto my face.
Before she could question me further, I took her by the waist and gently guided her onto the desk, pressing her down so she was lying there with wide eyes. A glint of mischief flashed in my gaze as I parted her legs slightly, my smirk turning devilish.
"Time for your reward for putting up with my idiot double," I declared, my voice low and teasing.
Ivy’s eyes sparkled with a mix of surprise and anticipation, her expression shifting as she took in the moment. I leaned in closer, my fingers brushing along her thigh as I grinned down at her.
She let out a soft laugh, finally allowing herself to relax after dealing with my double’s chaos. "You know, I think I’ve earned this," she murmured, her voice soft yet filled with a playful challenge.
"Definitely," I replied, my smirk widening. After all, a reward was long overdue.
Like father, like son, I guess.
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