Chapter 77

"Oh no, no talking about baths and things in the bathroom" I made a face, and Miguel laughed out loud. He straightened up and I sat down, running my fingers through my hair so that it wasn't so messy. Not that Miguel would care about that. Or that I should care about what he thought was beautiful. Ah, damn it. I didn't want him to notice the conflicts that my mind insisted on preaching to me, so I added as quickly as I could: "Let's talk about the issue we have avoided the most at the moment. Suffers from hell.

"Yeah, I agree," said Tennebris, suddenly appearing on the wall next to the stairs. He heard the sound of Zylah's voice and raised his eyes minimally, behind him, Kleyphon issued a muxoxo. The sin of Wrath contained the smile." When do we come back, Your Majesty?

"We need to stay until all the trumpets sound," I warned, in a firm tone, just so that he didn't realize that all I least wanted was to go back to hell." You... hm... do you know anything about Octavius?