Kneeling before him, Envy's hands clenched at his sides as Zadkiel's dark gaze roamed over him like a predator circling its prey. His pulse thudded painfully in his ears. “You did well,” Zadkiel murmured, his voice smooth, almost tender, yet laced with steel. His fingers stroked along Envy’s jaw, and Envy flinched, hating how that touch made him shiver. “But there’s still more to do.” Envy's jaw clenched. He had hated the command from the start, hated the way it forced him to betray his brothers, to feed Luna the knowledge she craved. Yet the memory of his son, small and fragile, untainted by the war around them, kept him rooted. One wrong move, one defiance, and… “You're trembling,” Zadkiel whispered, leaning closer. “Afraid for the boy? Or afraid of me?” Envy's fists went tighter. "I… I'm doing what I must," he said, voice low, strained. Zadkiel smiled, that cruel, knowing smile. "Must? Must is a word for the weak. You obey because you love me." Envy's stomach flipped. Love. Th
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