King's Pain

Devin drinks alcohol alone in the minibar at Reed's house. Reed directed his gaze toward the house's interior. Devin noticed this, and he took a drink before speaking.

"He's sleeping in your room."

Reed turned to Devin. It was almost midnight when he returned to his house. Devin poured ice and wine into the glass and then handed it to her.

"It's nice to live in your house. There's a lot of wine." Devin said, laughing.

Reed picked up the glass. Devin handed the glass to Reed, who then sat on the opposite side of the corner. He sipped the contents of the glass and then refilled it.

"You must be happy because Emy is looking for you, not me," Reed said.

Devin chuckled. "Of course, who wouldn't be happy with what happened? Just you."

Reed didn't speak; instead, he drank some wine. Devin stared at him.

"We can make a deal; you possess a magical contract," Devin stated.

"What are you going to ask for?" Reed asked.