Chapter 85

[1750 B.C.]Samael's POV

"Won’t you answer?" Anneliese’s black eyes stared at me with a certain disgust. It was almost comical how she didn’t even try to fool me about her preference.

"Who knows?" My lips arched into a broad and mischievous smile.

The truth is that I would love to torture Calisto a little more.

"He’s still king" Anneliese did me the favor of remembering, but I was an alchemist, not a poor old man with Alzheimer’s.

"I know that, dear," I hissed as I leaned over my desk of notes, my arms crossing over my chest "but you should not forget that in the end I do not obey the king directly."

She shot me with that sharp, feline look.

"That’s why you founded the temples, isn’t it?"

Smile. A smile of pure fun.

Anneliese had not become one of my wings out of respect or admiration, she had done it to make sure I would never get out of control.

It was obvious from the day she stepped into my temple and swore me loyalty, b