"Ready?!" Someone called out from the group of soldiers standing on the eastern end of the perimeter. A man stepped forward and unsheathed his sword. He snarled and Eldrion burst into laughter.
We were seated on one of the carved stones several meters away from the perimeter but we could see whatever was going on from here. It was shining brightly outside today, a very huge contrast from how the night at the feast had been.
I shuddered.
It had been two days since the visit to the manor. Since we had escaped narrowly and since I had been saved by the high Demon. The confusion still remained, a simmering reminder at the back of my mind but I pushed it deeper into my chest, the need to forget engulfing my whole body.
"Does he know he's replicating the snarl of a demon?" Eldrion asked as h
