"Repeat after me. Under the following circumstances, I am willing to transfer the Divine Lord's wish to Annan Dolan."

Inside the inn. Iger spent nearly half an hour painstakingly reviewing the new contract, which had spiraled to nearly a thousand clauses. When he finally finished, he cast a long, searching look at Annan, pressed his thumbprint onto the parchment, and declared, "Under the following circumstances, I am willing to transfer the Divine Lord's wish to Annan Dolan."

Annan turned to Harvey. "Your turn. Say it. Under the following circumstances, I am willing to transfer the Divine Lord's wish to Annan Dolan."

Harvey seemed utterly indifferent. Without so much as glancing at the text, he pressed his print down and droned out the exact same oath.

The Purple Moth let out a soft sigh of relief, then turned her attention to the cult leader sitting beside her.

Ashe looked up, mildly surprised. "I have to do it too?"

"It's just a formality anyway," Annan said. "Besides, since they've both signed, I'm worried they'll exclude you if you don't join in."

"Oh, so now you care about my workplace relationships?...