Chapter • 11

♱ ⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅ ♱

After that day, Callisto did not return to my room and did not even set foot in my palace, but unlike what the ancient Asra would do, I entertained myself with other things. After all, it wasn't just romance that the novel was based on, and I knew well that as much as it was a pretext for the main couple to get closer, there were problems to be solved throughout the kingdom.

Fights in territories.

Abuses of citizens by lesser demons.

Tributes are being demanded in small villages in the name of the demon king.

There was much that Callisto could not control, even more so when angels were trying to invade his castle and murder his son and Loren... well, little Loren was doomed.

He needed time.

In the original story, it was up to Elaine to discover these facts together with Azrael and little by little solve them. It was one of the things that made Callisto see her with new eyes.

Like the sweet and gentle person, she was the person who cared about mortals even when they ag