Sold to the Devil
she murmured, swirling the glass slowly, “look who decided to show up at this ungodly hour.”
Seraphina, seated beside her on a velvet chaise, leaned forward. Her icy eyes squinted at the figures below. “Is that… Dante?”
Celeste gave a slow nod. “Him, Luka, Mara, and Emilia.”
Seraphina's eyes landed on the unfamiliar figure walking slightly behind Emilia—Mochi, still in her human form, her silver-white hair flowing loosely and her expression unreadable.
“Who’s that?” Seraphina asked sharply, tilting her head. “I haven’t seen her before.”
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