No matter how much he wanted to say it out loud, Sebastian knew better than to actually speak those thoughts—unless he had a death wish.
As for whether the elves would get angry and break the agreement… Actually, there was no need to worry at all. One of the reasons elves were so respected was precisely because they were a race that honored their promises.
As long as they had given their word, generally speaking, they wouldn't go back on it. They were very strict about keeping their promises. Of course, in a few rare cases, it all depended on the circumstances and one's perspective.
Sebastian cleared his throat twice, just about to try to placate a certain fuming elf when the door nearly slammed into his nose before he could even speak.
He stared at the door that had just been closed in his face. Even as someone who ranked second only to the highest in the land—someone who stood above thousands—there was nothing he could do to open that door.
