Cesidia shrugs. “Your the first person to not say that I cant fight because I’m a woman, or because nobles like me shouldn’t get their hands dirty. You [i]suggested[/i] I kill the goblin king, and you weren’t persistent on making a deal with the princess. You don’t seem to have an ulterior motive, you just want your dinner.” She blushes. “And other things,” she mutters.