Chapter 7 You Will Come

Dione could finally breathe again once they were out of the Hall of Indulgences.

"Phew," she muttered. "That was something."

A smirk tugged at the corner of Ephemiel's mouth. "That was nothing. Child's play. The Fallen have far more creative ways of indulging their appetites."

Dione didn't even want...

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