Charlotte “So, uh, now that we’re done eating… What’s next?” I asked, looking between my various companions at the table. “Another request?” “Is she even part of the guild?” Mikaela asked, throwing a glance Singh’s way. “What guild?” Singh asked, her brow furrowing. “The adventurer’s guild,” Reckt supplied. “Where adventurers go to make a name for themselves!” “Or to put food on the table,” Mikaela added. “It’s a perfectly reasonable way to make money, after all.” “If you’re willing to put your life on the line, maybe,” Singh replied, snorting. “No, I’m not part of the adventurer’s guild. Why would I wanna be part of it?” “Perhaps because it gives…

Charlotte “Princess!?” the girl beneath me screamed, even as the offending valkyrie calmly looked to the side like she hadn’t totally just blown my cover.  …Of course, I had just ordered her to look the other way. It definitely wasn’t that she was purposefully ignoring me and planning to hurry away just to avoid my ire… right? “What did she mean princess!?” “Could you please shut up about my secret identity?!” I asked as politely as I could manage under the circumstances. Which… maybe wasn’t that polite, but what can I say? These were extenuating circumstances! “Secret identity?” she demanded. “Then you’re… You mean, you’re the actual de-” “Human princess!”…