DIVINE BLOOD

A BLOOD pact, huh?

"How classic," Neoma said, laughing softly. Then she raised her hand and pointed at her palm. "Do I need to cut the palm of my hand for the blood pact?"

"Unfortunately, yes," Trevor said, laughing along with her. "How I wish signing normally with a stamp or a signature also works here."

"I know, right?" she agreed with him, then she moved on to a more serious topic. "Trevor."

"Yes, my Moon Princess?"

"I remember that I have a Contractor in the first timeline," she said in a serious tone. "And I believe it was you."

"Unfortunately, I don't have the memories of the first timeline," he said. "Having said that, I have reasons to believe that I was, indeed, Your Royal Highness' Contractor back then."

"What reasons?"

Trevor put a hand over his chest dramatically. "I just knew I would have fallen in love with you in any timeline, my Moon Princess."

"Gosh, that's so cringe-y."

"I'm serious, though?"