Learn about the mansion, what was there to find out about it? Artemisia barely knew how to tell the servants that she had already discovered, in the worst way, that they were human beings. Neither was she, but it was something the girl was still trying to understand. The girl looked at the demon in the form of a cat running through the flowers. He was cheerful as if he were a real kitten, sometimes she felt sorry for the birds he tormented, but Artemisia just stood there watching the demonic animal play killer. She was jealous of the devil, too jealous. The young woman desired this there too, playing among the flowers and plants, filling her hair with bur and leaves. "How long have you been a demon?" Artemísia asked, trying to divert her own attention. "Too long" Geon replied turning into a black breeze and stopping by her side, he was panting and with red cheeks. The young woman could not deny that it was a very cute sight. "So long i can't even imagine what it was like yesterday.

Artemisia moved a little uncomfortable in the chair, she tried her best not to let it show that something was not right. It was still strange to be sitting with Geon in a restaurant that mostly served human flesh. That still seemed extremely wrong. But she didn't know how to verbalize, couldn't even understand if she could. The demon kept looking and when the food arrived Artemísia gave up thinking of a way to speak and just threw up the words."It's still so strange that I'm here eating human flesh, I understand that it's theoretically handed-out meat, but it's so weird..." She started talking and took the cutlery to cut the huge steak that Geon had asked for her. That situation could be the way it wanted to be, but the meat still looked very appetizing. "I've only been awake for a few days, and I already have to deal with it, I don't want to have to deal with it, I just wanted to turn a key in my mind and everything would magically become possible"When she put the piece of meat in

He wouldn't think much of that. I wouldn't mention that it had happened, iris to forget like he was drunk the night before. Nothing happened, there was no need to be scared and nervous. Sure?Artemisia seemed to have understood that implicit rule very well even when it was night.When Geon pulled her face away, the Carmesim seemed so genuinely embarrassed and confused that the demon couldn't bear to continue to those hazy eyes. He just muttered a few times several excuses and stood up dissipating like dust.She was a coward and the devil knew it from here, but how would he look at Artemisia after you'd just kissed her? Geon didn't even know what she was saying or trying to ask, maybe it was interesting, but he wasn't caring.How were he going to tell the witch about the kiss? Maybe having spent so many years locked up had done something to Geon's mind.The demon walked the empty streets of the city, he had made a point of going to a place r

There was a story that Artemisia's father told her, it was a short story, but it made the girl a little scared. Sometimes Georgino didn't quite know how to calm down a child, even though he had two more daughters. But anyway, even if the little girl was very scared and afraid of the corners of the mansion, she still loved hearing that story. She didn't care if it was the fiftieth time she heard it. The story was about a woman, an extremely beautiful woman, who lived in a city in the interior of the country. What country was it? The little girl always asked, but her father never answered. The woman was like an outcast in town, had no one to talk to or to love. "Actually" her father always said, every time. "She had those people, but she couldn't see." "Why, Dad?" the little one asked, but he didn't answer, just continued the story. The woman was tired of feeling alone. She lived in such a big house, close to the Astros' light and with all nature protecting her, but what good woul

It took artemisia a while to process all the shock that was placed on a table alone with Geon brought to her. Was that decision of Mrs. Montenegro a little expected? It was, but Artemisia still had that pea of hope at the bottom of her chest that the woman would simply ignore the fact that she had come with her.Already the devil was enjoying this situation very well, obviously laughing at the girl's misfortune. It was to expect Geon to do that, after all he was a demon, good thing never was.It wasn't long before two glasses of red wine got to their table, it worried Artemisia a little. The young woman knew how Lady Montenegro's dinners worked; first came the white drinks to give a cleaner welcome message, then came the glasses of rosé wine, during the dinner entrees, then red wine to accompany the main course and finally gin and burgundy wine.She never understood why that order of drinks, but at least Artemisia was always prestigious for the wines of that whole event. Lutetia was