Oliver didn't hesitate for a single second. He drafted the written contract on the spot and thunked his exclusive royal crest seal down onto the paper.
The Preceptor was curious to see him act so decisively. "You're willing to pay such a heavy price, what exactly are you after?"
Oliver answered straight to the point. "I want to get my wife back."
The Preceptor blinked in faint surprise. "As the King of Eldoria, your nominal queen is automatically the holder of that royal title. You just issued a royal edict to formally appoint her not long ago, and announced it to the entire kingdom. Why go through all the trouble to search for someone?"
That line jolted Oliver back to the obvious. His whole body went rigid for a moment, then he let out a bitter laugh. "The person I'm looking for is
