PATREA.
Weeks passed, and I was still reeling from the feeling of being Lucius’ queen and the queen of two kingdoms.
Today is one of those days where I had to fulfill a duty for our demons.
“Open your palms and let your hand feed on their souls,” Lucius instructed me as we stared at the pit of fire, where I could hear souls full of anguish and pain.
I swallowed hard, but I couldn’t raise my hand. I was slowly accepting the ways of the underworld, but my heart was shattering at the cries I could hear at the moment.
“In time, your heart will harden. The souls you hear are undeserving of your pity, whether they are judged or not in the realms they belong to. If their souls went straight to the pits of hell, it only means that they were meant to be here. They were irredeemable and had never regretted their actions. We do not throw away souls that were sincerely regretful of their misdeeds before they died. That’s why the veils of realms exist. In there, they were given time to redeem
