Mercenary

Dubs grabbed Reagans hand and he lead her up the stairs to the dining room.

"Just... just a minute Dubs!", she stated, blushing. "I still have more to investigate in the lab..."

Dubs continued to lead her up the stairs.

"You've worked very hard today. You deserve a rest. Allow my vassles to prepare dinner for us tonight, and we will rest and feast. Work can continue in the morning."

Reagan sighed and reluctantly agreed, eager to get back to her experiments.

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When Dubs got upstairs, he pulled Reagan close to him and gave her a kiss.

"...!"

Reagan was surprised, and unsure how to react. She ackwardly flailed until giving in and kissing back.

Dubs lifted up her face into the light.

"You look beautiful", he told her.

Thoughts filled her mind, but eventually she began to think more clearly.

"Hehe.. you realize what you've just done Dubs...", she remarked in a controlling voice.

"We are to be of one mind if we are to achieve the goals we have laid out. Loyalty to each other is number one priority in this respect.", Dubs stated.

"Then, you wouldn't mind if I were to take into custody any women that I feel are making a move on you, right?", Reagan inquired.

"Do as you please.", Dubs responded.

Dubs lead Reagan to the table and began to think.

"I wish I had a spell where I could contact others... I will have to do some research into this field."

Dubs excused himself to go and gather his subordinates, and first headed to the training room.

Upon entering, he saw Arctus and Sylvester both bruised and cut from the barrage of attacks that Alt subjected them to.

Alt had barely broken a sweat, and was switching back and forth between different elemental forms.

"Ah! Dubs. Is it time to call it a day?", Alt asked.

"Yes. How has their progress been for today?"

"To be honest, both have grown a bit in their reflexes, but I suppose I should have them focus more on handling larger magical powers. I will begin that training tomorrow."

Dubs nodded and addressed the two knights.

"Are you both alright? I hope you don't hold any hard feelings. Harsh training is necessary to create strong warriors."

Both nodded and bowed. "We are fine, Lord Dubs! Thank you for your concern!", they proclaimed.

"I see... well then, let me ask. Does either of yoy know how to cook?"

"...."

The two stared at Dubs, confused.

"Cooking, Lord Dubs?", Sylvester replied. "Well... yes, I can make some basic dishes, however surely a lord such as yourself has a chef to make much higher quality food than I coukd prepare..."

...

"Nope! The only subordinates I have are the ones I obtained today.", Dubs stated.

"Are you telling me that your entire empire as of right now consists of yourself, Lady Reagan, Duke Alt, and the knights and dwarves you convinced to join just earlier?", Arctus questioned.

"Yep!"

"I see... surely you know what your doing though. I will trust your wise judgement, Lord Dubs."

"Thats great to hear that you trust me and all, but this whole empire thing...

Im just winging it."