Chapter 328 – Morning
The night ended.
No fireworks. No blood. No infernal orgies echoing through the halls.
Just silence.
Even demons needed a break sometimes.
The aftermath of the gathering settled into velvet silence—room by room, wing by wing. The wine bottles stopped breathing. The harp stopped humming. The last of the desserts melted into forgotten sugar stains on porcelain.
Lux didn't join the women in their rooms.
Most of them were passed out. Fiera was sleeping like a dramatic swan in the guest suite with three pillows stacked under her neck and one arm hanging off the bed. Naomi had locked her door, Rava had returned to her suite, and Sira? Sira had vanished into her own wing with a sultry yawn and a comment about "needing to dream about mischief."
And Mira?
Mira stayed.
But not in his bed.
Which was fine.
More than fine.
Lux hadn't joined anyone.
