"...A good dream?" Reiger fell silent for a moment before he said sarcastically, "I'd rather call it a nightmare."
"I know." Morgan replied unflinchingly, "Stubbornness is a quality inherent in every man, even you are no exception."
"Then may I ask, for what purpose does Her Majesty the great queen bring such a stubborn man here?" Reiger spoke without expression, "Shouldn't I be welcomed by a prison cell or an interrogation room meant for torture?"
"Oh, I see, so you have that kind of preference?" Morgan immediately revealed a seductive smile, like a spider luring prey into her web, and said, "If you wish, I can satisfy you in the bridal chamber, although I have never done so before, I believe I would be rather skilled at it."
Reiger was certain, the queen was flirting.
And it certainly wasn't the ride to the kindergarten kind of flirting.
"I must respectfully decline." Reiger looked straight at Morgan, foregoing any further indirectness, "What have you done to me?"
