Damien grabbed a blanket, and tucked Aisha in for the rest of the day. He stood up and made his way out of her chambers, slowly closing the door and giving one last peek at her sleeping figure. Damien felt something odd below, and he noted Adam’s sword had come for battle.
He groaned in frustration, and closed Aisha’s door with finality. Adam certainly did like the memory of Eve’s naked glory. The sins of the forefathers really did go down to the current generations – even for demons.
The Harbinger stood in front of Aisha’s door for a long time, pondering over answers for his questions moments ago. He was truly flustered why he felt that way in the bathhouse. Was it merely because he hadn’t seen any women for thousands of years already?
