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- Lord. - The demon appeared right in front of Andras' feet, threw up his head and spoke: - The lady has been found! The lesser demon's throat gurgled with delight.

- Great day. The Marquis broke into an anticipatory smile. “And it will be magnificent when my fingers close around her wrist.” Who found?

“Furfur,” the demon gurgled.

“What irony,” the demon chuckled.

Tired of futile searches, the Grand Marquis went for a trick: he had to reveal to his brothers the news of finding a mate and wait for others to do all the work for him, Andras will only have to appear at the right time in the right place and pick up the ever-elusive soothsayer.

Only in the face of a common danger, the demons unite, and the rest of the time their relationship can hardly be called friendly. Centuries-old lawsuits, mutual insults, conspiracies, encroachments, attempts - this is what any self-respecting demon must do throughout his life.

Tired or do not want to participate in the eternal squabbles - you will be
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