Haim was pacing nervously in a side hall of his palace. He had been summoned by one of the few people he actually feared.
Emperor Frey was respected more than feared but the man was playing with fire with his missions of mercy. Still, it reminded him of the days the demons were freed from the Dar Empire.
A desire to fight rose in him but he held back as the click of the dark oaken door took his attention.
A demoness that had not been seen in centuries finally returned.
One crimson and one cobalt blue eye stared out at him as if expecting him to be just to the right of the door. Her hair was cut short but still glistened in the light of the torches to either side of the door.
He smelled the strong odor of incense but was wise enough not to inhale too deeply.
