Chapter 77

[1750 B.C.]Calisto's POV

"What did you say?"

"A ball."

I blinked and Azrael snorted sitting on the leather sofa in the corner.

"A dance? But what the fuck..." grumbled the fallen "I was not enough all this work, right?"

I faced Azrael, but I couldn’t say he was wrong.

The balls were exhausting.

"Whose damn idea was this gerico?" the fallen asked and Zaniel held his laughter "Baltazar is settling Asra’s affairs again?"

"Actually..." Zaniel stared at me "Balthazar became duke after indications from the duchess and soon after... she assumed all her duties."

Smile.

I expected this to happen and although I didn’t expect it to be so soon - it was good to know that Asra was finally taking the reins in relation to her work, but... what did it have to do with the prom?

As if reading my mind, Azrael grumbled.

"And what the fuck does that have to do with prom?"

"Well..." Zaniel smiled "it was the duchess who decided