"What do you want?"
Claude asked as he stood and approached the sofa, settling into it with a sigh, basking in the warmth of the crackling fireplace.
The office was quiet now. William and Lloyd had already finished their work for the evening, leaving the room to Claude alone.
"May I, Your Majesty?" Aldrich asked, approaching respectfully.
Claude gave a small nod. Without another word, Aldrich poured two glasses of wine, offering one to Claude and keeping the other for himself.
He seated himself across from his lord, taking a long sip before speaking. "Did you like the present I prepared for you?"
Claude lazily swirled the wine in his glass, watching the liquid whirl like a tiny storm. "You mean that woman, Freya?"
Aldrich nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I think you'll grow to love her."
Claude lifted an eyebrow, skeptical. "Why would I? She's just like any other female daemon I've seen..."
