Ninety Two

Sylvia was in the kitchen, helping the other maids with the cleaning up when she got a call from her master. Her master, the army head of the white coven controls the remains of the white coven since they had no leader. Obviously, her migration brought her here as a maid. She was glad that at least, she arrived safely at her coven. She bowed on seeing him.

"Burn this piece of shit for me."He threw her a piece of paper, like a letter. She picked it up and walked away. He stopped her.

"Wait, go to the Raven house. Write to the demons that we would settle for a negotiation." Sylvia was shocked. She wanted to argue but remembered her place. She bowed and walked away. Since she joined the castle, she has been his most trusted servant and she would not want to take that for granted. She opened the letter when she was in a safe place. It was from the demon king, he offered a negotiation, though the terms haven't been made. Sylvia knew it was the worst decision he could make. She