A new servant

Ishtar thought about it really hard, she need to get her head around this situation. She looked at the white walls and the wooden ground, the bedsheet, and the flower pot at the side. She should sense some spirit magic but this room was clear, not a single whiff.

'Is it his doing, or is it that monster?' She remembered Sylph, that woman wasn't an elf, she was a demon. Her control over spirit magic seemed strange, she didn't try to grasp the magic, it flew to her naturally. A second fight with him will only result in her death, and it doesn't seem that he will let her out alive without accepting his offer.

"Ok, I will accept the offer if we married." She said staring at him. 'If I have no choice, I will at least tie him to me. There is no way he will…'

"No thank you, I already have enough wives," Cain replied scratching his ear.