I was exhausted and starving for something beyond raw meat or elf food. My house was lit up like a Christmas tree, and I remembered I’d promised my household a party. If someone had managed to get beer and hot wings, I was going to kiss them.I walked through the door to face a group of expectant demons. Dar and Leethu stood toward the front, as their status allowed, eyeing me with raised brows and big eyes. I knew what they wanted to know. Turning over my arm, I showed them the raw, chewed underneath with an indistinct black smudge. The entire room erupted into cheers. Demons grabbed each other, crushing ribs and head butting so hard I heard the cracks of skulls. Dar and Leethu enveloped me in more gentle hugs. I was the only one not happy about the next thousand years.“Oh Ni-ni! I worried… I mean, I know how you are and was concerned you and Ahriman might not come to an agreement. I’m so happy for you. You truly deserve this.”I winced at the thought that I deserved a thousand years of servitude to a demon as cruel and unfeeling as Ahriman.
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