Call Me

After asking for a few things more, specifically those pertaining to the trials, we finally headed out. Of course, with the Elf Queen tagging along as our chaperone.

Along the way, the Elf Queen Alfitaramina—or Ramy, as she asked us to call her—kept on hinting about a request she would like my help on. I ignored it at first, but seeing how she was looking more and more teary-eyed and embarrassed as she kept begging, I finally got curious.

""And so? What is it, specifically, that you want my help on?"

If it's procreating, then ask for the girls' permission first. I alone can't decide on that. After I asked, Ramy's face brightened up immediately, as bright as her golden hair shining under the sunlight.

Yep, she does look stunning, but... If only she was a little bit "blessed" in the two other departments too...

"Really?! You're willing to listen to my request?!"