Chapter 42 The Grand Feast and the Spicy Sausage Catastrophe

The feast was in full swing, but Lady Evelyn looked as though she had swallowed a whole lemon.

She was forced to sit at the far end of the High Table, directly across from Duke Kaelen...a roaring, ninety-year-old demon lord who kept blowing his nose into his napkin and loudly explaining his digestiv...

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