Overhearing some of the more amusing boasts, a light, musical laugh would escape Delilah's lips. But the sight of the beautiful former Matriarch's blooming smile was not something the loudmouth drunks below were privileged enough to witness.
Delilah found herself thinking that this kind of life was, in its own way, quite pleasant. Far from the tedious politics, shielded from the probing, double-edged questions, and insulated from the bitter negotiations… If only the giant king who now occupied her thoughts would grace this place with his presence more often, she mused, then it would be truly perfect.
"Come to the castle."
Just as Delilah was lost in her daydream, Orion's voice echoed softly in her ear.
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The Abyss, Second Layer. Vigil's Point.
