Very well. If you wish to barter, I'm in. I promise to show you my intent if you tell me more about your "good and hard" ideas.

[She guides his hands from the inside of her thighs to the tops of them. No more sneaking up between her legs until she hears something filthy out of that pretty mouth of his.

At least he'll know Edelgard's promise is good. After the war broke out she never lied or went back on her word. There was nothing to hide after that (well, except her rebellious notions toward her uncle and his associates, but that was a more delicate matter).]