Tatiana

"Well, what do you want" the young annoyed voice of a lady sounded, the woman having her hands folded over her chest, and her legs crossed and comfortably resting over the table in front of her.

Though the woman was about 3 years older than the male before her, the fact that she knew the identity of the male and yet still put up such a nonchalant attitude had the male staring at her in surprise.

"I am not here to threaten or torture you" Tion started but the woman didn't let him finish.

"Well crap, of course you don't want to threaten me, but you were quite comfortable with bringing me out of my home and holding me in this fancy place of yours."

For a few seconds after the woman finished talking, she took her time to admire the large room she was in and then without a hint went back to being rude.

"So, tell me, now that you have me all to yourself, what happens next, is Mamonth Empire finally ready to reveal its true colours, could their horny prince no longer be able to keep his dick in his pants."

"You were in prison, not your home." The attacked prince replied.

"Of course. I am the poor homeless girl who has to hang on to your third leg if she ever wants to see herself be free.

I wonder, what will you offer for me to be your maid and then try to seduce me over time to get all the information I have in my head?

Tatiana Gomberg was the name of the vocal woman before Tion, she was a 28-year-old formation master, that being an incredible feat on its own and she was also a captured mage of the Dankurt Empire.

Just as he had told his avatar spirit, Tion had with bent head gone to his mother and begged her to let him decide his life, and when the woman had refused, he had asked for a formation master who had a death sentence.

"If you didn't look so cute as you asked for this, I would have laughed at how dumb your question was.

Unless in very extreme and abnormal situations, a formation master is almost never given a death sentence, they are either convinced to join their captives or traded back to their home nations at a very expensive rate.

But keeping that aside Tion why should I hand a formation master over to you, what could you possibly want such a person for." 

This had been Denise's question to Tion.

"I need them for something secret, something I would rather have nobody know about, not even you, and if you grant me this one privilege, then I promise that after this I will cease trying to go on missions or engage in fights, I will become an advisor as you have said and also honestly learn from you." 

This was Tion's reply and though the boy had been prepared to put in a lot more effort to convince his headstrong but loving mother to let him do as he wished with a precious formation master, he had been surprised to see his mother simply smile at him, and then without further questions agree to his request.

With his mother's approval, everything from there had been easy, and soon Tion was in his quarters waiting for the arrival of the soon-to-be dead formation master.

Thoughts on what medicine he would need to calm his incoming headache, his depleting energy and other issues went through Tion's mind, but then the condemned Formation master was brought into his personal library room and for the first time, Tion was forced to accept in his mind that he had a weaker spot for women.

"With the way you go about screaming this, it almost sounds like you're actually begging me to fuck you. Do you want to be pounded?"

This was Tion's reply to Tatiana, and of course, his answer made her go silent for some seconds, looking him up and down.

"Word is that the prince of a Mamonth is a spoilt cunt, but it seems those words are wrong, you might actually be quite the interesting person," Tatiana said taking her legs off the table and instead leaning forward like it would help her get a better look at Tion.

"Well, I tend to treat people as they treat me, be obedient and give me the things I want and we have no problem, be stubborn and refuse me, and I will personally take things the hard way."

"Hmm, depending on how things are, I might actually like the hard way" Tatiana said and then she leaned back, resting her back into the chair she was sitting on and then looked at Tion provocatively.

"If the hard way involves a long stick, then I don't mind taking it in here" the woman said opening her mouth in an O shape.

Though she was dressed up in a green jacket and trousers, her particular prison uniform being distinguished by the red stripes that went all over it, with her short black hair, her red lips and most importantly her zipped-down jacket which showed a lot of her sumptuous cleavage, Tatiana made for a very pretty and tempting sight but unfortunately, all her efforts got her was Tion sighing.

"Geniuses can be quite crazy" Tion thought shaking his head and then he spoke to the formation master.

"That is quite the tempting invite, but I'm sorry, I don't think I want to be fucking women I am going to kill," Tion said in a serious tone

Though he hadn't expected it, an amused smile climbed Tion's face when Tatiana's expression turned to one of doubt and the woman immediately adjusted herself on her chair and gave Tion her undivided attention.

"I can sense some truth to your words, but the fact that you are right here still talking to me means that I have a chance to wiggle my way out of dying, so tell me, what service would you have me do my prince, though I do have to remind you that even if it costs me my life I won't betray my country."