Chapter 38. Breaking in

When the need to survive was strong, the will to fight was even stronger. I need to save him, I need to get my Armand away from the deranged elven king.

Wings or no wings, I will try my hardest to save him, the fallen angel deserves his freedom. He will not wither away in a cold, filthy dungeon.

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Tula was back to help me get dressed, the dark green color was starting to annoy me but I let her do her job. It was not her fault that I was in such a position though I did ask her about Nicodemus and Tordis and the other Concubi demons within the palatial walls.

"I didn't remember your family reign much, my parents didn't survive the great slaughter. I was young when I arrived in the elven kingdom with my uncle. He passed away a couple of years ago from old age." She shrugged trying to make it sound as if she had it better than the rest.

Did she?

"Tell me about the others, your friends, your lover? mate?"

She