Hye and his territory and forces would be ready to meet any threat and enemy by then.
As for Moth, he felt like the grand meal he ordered came as a celebration for such a promise.
"I won't ask for a formal contract," Moth said, his voice calm, almost melodic. He leaned back into his seat, watching the flickering candlelight dance off the fine silver platters. "I highly value my promises, human. And I have come to value yours."
Hye watched him closely, his eyes narrowed. He couldn't tell if the Hescos commander was joking or if this was a rare display of genuine sentiment. In this world, a promise without a system-bound contract was usually worth less than the air it was spoken with, but Moth was an anomaly.
"Ah, just in time," Moth noted as the first course was served.
