What kind of fucked up situation was this, where they didn't even bother asking for his opinion?
"Uhm, excuse me… Don't I get a say here…?"
"No, you don't, Assistant Lancel."
"No, you don't, Lancel!"
They spoke in perfect unison.
Right there and then, Lancel felt a strong urge to use Chains of Dominion, but he quickly held himself back.
The two witches stood side by side, both staring at him with the same determined look. Their quick, synchronized rejection left no room for argument.
But these witches had made a mistake. They must have thought Lancel would be completely open to the idea simply because it meant sleeping with two beautiful witches.
But this was Lancel.
He was tired of being dragged around by witches.
"So on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I'll have all rights to Lancel—"
"What?! That leaves me with only two weekdays! And Saturdays are impossible for me!"
"Saturday is impossible for me as well."
