Chapter 13

[1750 B.C.]Calisto's POV

"What did you say?" I couldn't believe it. Azrael was surely wrong again.

"Sir, I don't believe you got it wrong."

I needed to

"Repeat it" I growled.

"I..."

He didn't have the heart to speak, not after what occurred when he took the damned blessed being into my palace.

It was an affront, a real attempt on Loren's life.

"I understand what you wanted to tell me that day" he hastened to speak "but this time it was Asmodeus' fault."

Asmodeus.

The prince of lust.

He never meddled except when Asra got involved in something complicated and he stepped in or even took the blame. It was obvious that Asmodeus had no appreciation for me and he didn't try to hide that in any way.

"What did he do this time?"

It was impossible that Asmodeus would be involved in anything dangerous or even problematic, but the truth was that I was unaware of the nature of Asra and Asmodeus' involvement. And that fa