"He most probably gave in to Lucifer's offer for revenge against me, how naive." Draco uttered, smiling to himself in amusement as he cut out small pieces of meat on her plate for her.
Meanwhile, she ate and listened, savoring the red meat as well as the gossip which seemed to be about lord Zamiel's unknown brother.
"We were all naive during the war." Zamiel remarked and when she stole a glance at him, regret overshadowed his countenance for a millisecond.
"To think he could take revenge against me is rather gullible." Draco murmured nonchalantly.
"You already knew she was your mate, yet you insisted on playing your mindless games with him, it's no surprise he did what he did." Zamiel intoned, his casual voice indifferent to the grave discussion.
Her head whipped towards them as she darted her gaze between the two conflicting yet calm demons.
