Princess Dia

The witch, Gala, nodded at Arthur in a greeting and looked at the leaf in his hand with desire. Her glowing violet eyes worked to remind Arthur that whatever she was, it wasn't human. The ceremony ended and Arthur returned to his suite. 

As he lied on the bed to rest, his arm itched the moment the door was knocked. A light appeared on his arm, a signal that Arthur has been waiting for. He jumped off his bed and opened his door slowly. 

The person who stood behind the door wasn't someone he had expected, it was the butler. The lizardman strode inside as soon as the door was opened and closed it behind him. He raised his hand and a gray bubble surrounded them both.

"I guess Traitor has already informed you of your objective." The butler defensively crossed his arms. "I'll be the one to provide the details." 

"Why would you go against your master?" Arthur was confused. He didn't think that two out of three people involved in this would be Demis.