I stumbled back to the palace, my mind buzzing with everything that had happened tonight. Maybe this was what I needed: to get out of my damn head for a bit. Not once had I thought of Javier or all the stress this Crowning Ceremony was giving me or even Trevon’s inability to find someone suitable for himself.
The white stone walkways were empty this late. Demons were still in the Palace’s Lust Rooms or down in the Chastion or even in the Garden with all the pretty pink flowers that glowed so strongly under the moonlight. My vision blurred for a moment, the Passion Delight suddenly hitting me hard.
My fingers brushed against the roses lining the path as I walked. Part of me worried what Eros would say when I didn’t come home with any Fervor Crisps, but he wouldn’t mind me getting to know
