Anyone else would have taken Sisi's offer and politely declined, perhaps with a humble smile and a modest dismissal.
It would have been the proper thing to do.
But Cassius was not anyone else.
"If you're offering a name change, then I'll gladly accept!"
Sisi blinked, clearly not expecting this response.
"You...will?"
"Absolutely!" Cassius struck a thoughtful pose, his hand on his chin as if contemplating the deepest philosophical questions.
"Let me think...what would be the perfect name for such a magnificent structure..."
His eyes gleamed with mischief.
"Oh! I've got it!" He pointed at Sisi. "From now on, this shall be known as the Eight-Inch Penis Tower!"
The room went completely silent.
The fairies stared.
The soldiers stared.
Even Ragnora, who had remained composed through dragon attacks and mine collapses, found herself blinking in confusion.
