"Hurry up. Enter."
Daliea grabbed Jack's arm and dragged him into her room. She quickly locked the door and dropped the illusion, revealing her true self. "What brings you here? Are you ready to give me your child?"
"HMMPH!" A spastic cough erupted from Jack, who wasn't expecting such a welcome.
"Are you alright? Do you need something to drink?" asked Daliea.
"No, I'm fine. You just… you caught me off guard, that's all." Jack straightened his and grew more serious-looking. "I'm here to ask for your help."
"My help? Or the help of my people?"
"Well, both actually. We know that more cetuses will be coming and possibly a cetus pride lord as well. With such a threat, we want to ask for your support. It will prove that you're willing to be peaceable with Reinolt and can work together with them," explained Jack.
"So, that's all?" asked Daliea, still maintaining her emotionless stare. "And if I refuse?"
"Why would you refuse?"