Chapter 8The journey to Ull’s home had only one detour, which allowed Priel to pack a couple of cases. Ull, like others, had been to his top floor apartment, and everyone assumed that its minimalist appearance had something to do with Priel’s celestial origins. In truth, Priel never considered it home. He’d loved Ull for years and wherever his demon was, that was home for Priel.
“I hope you don’t want our bedroom looking like this, Prissy.” Ull stood looking around a room with large windows, unadorned light grey walls, and a bed with sheets and covers in shades of cream and grey.
Glancing up from his task of packing a couple of large suitcases, Priel laughed. “No, lover. I just never felt the need to decorate. I spent most of my time with you, or others from the group. I rarely did more
