"Whoa," Aoife whispered as Vixia stepped out from behind a pillar. She was as stunningly beautiful as I rembered. She smiled, and knowing her powers, I imdiately looked away.
"Scared?" She whispered as she stepped closer. "Aren't you going to introduce ?"
I gritted my teeth. "They can understand us, and you can understand them. There is no need for to interfere." I glanced at the Keeper, who was silently watching our exchange. He wasn't going to interfere – not unless my life was at risk. That was his only reason for action.
Vixia laughed at my words. "Aw, you're as boring as always." She glanced at Aoife, then at Inspector John. "You can call Vixia. Lady Vixia." She added after a mont.
Aoife was the first to gather her courage. "Aoife Friseal. I'm Kai's older sister." Inspector John needed a slightly longer mont before he could speak. "Inspector John Whittaker. I'm here as a representative of, uh, our world."
I noticed his hesitation towards the end of his sentence. A bitter smile flashed across my lips. I had forgotten about how difficult all of this was for him, and for my sister. They were doing a phenonal job adjusting to everything around them right now.
"Right," Vixia chuckled. "You two are fine, but…" She glanced at once more. "You are a ss. Follow , you can't et Him with all that blood on you."
Her words surprised , I hadn't looked at myself at all. And when I did so, I flinched. My shirt and trousers were covered in dried blood and mud. "Oh."
Vixia chuckled. "Co now, you two, wait here with the Exiled Divine."
Her words startled both Aoife and Inspector John. "Who?" My sister asked while the inspector nearly choked on his own breath. "What?" He exclaid, looking at Fetheion wide eyed.
"Uh," The Divine seed sowhat lost for words. "Right… I should probably explain that."
"While he does that, you're coming with ." Before I knew it, Vixia had already dragged away from the group.
She led down the hall, then up so stairs. As we walked, I glanced around in a futile attempt to calm myself down. The interior of the fortress was even more grand than what I had seen that one ti I stepped foot inside.
The walls were covered in detailed engravings, the stained glass windows ford beautiful, detailed shapes. I wasn't sure of how longer we walked for, but when we eventually stopped before a sturdy wooden door, I glanced at Vixia.
"There is a set of clean clothes inside. Make sure to wash yourself before you put them on."
I sighed. "Shouldn't we be in a hurry right now? The Ereth are-"
"They will be dealt with in due ti. Do as you're told, Kai Friseal. I'd hate to see you die for sothing as simple as this." Her words didn't make feel and fear – I was already aware of how risky it was to simply be here. "You're as annoying as ever," I said before heading inside the room and shutting the door behind .
I could her hear laughter despite the thick walls and sturdy door. Deciding to ignore her, I glanced around. This was a simple bedroom, with not much inside. Resting on the bed were a set of clothes. Before I even looked at them, I glanced around to find the bath.
Cleaning myself and getting dressed took little ti, with the latter taking longer than the forr. As soon as I was done, I stepped out of the room, only to hear Vixia chuckle. "That looks good on you."
I shook my head. "Didn't you have anything a bit more…" My voice faded. This was normal for the demons, for this world. "What is this anyways?" I asked, tapping on the surprisingly light tal under the layers of cloth.
"Enchanted darktal. It will protect you from so of the Lightbringers' spells, though it can't do much against the Divines."
I sighed. "Thanks."
What I was wearing was essentially a fancy cloth armour, lined with darktal at the chest and back. "It really didn't need to be so… fancy." I added, pointing at the robes and the cloak.
Vixia only laughed at my words before glancing at my sowhat damp hair. "This will do, follow ." Seeing as she was satisfied and I wasn't about to be sent back, I breathed out a sigh of relief. She led through the long halls and down the stairs, and we reached the entrance once more.
I glanced around the empty entrance hall. "Where are they?"
Vixia didn't respond, she simply gestured to follow her. I did so, and soon we entered a larger hall than the previous one. It was a waiting room. Cushioned couches were scattered about, and one of them was taken by Aoife and Inspector John.
I breathed a sigh of relief and headed over there. "Hey!" I called out, startling them. "I'm back, what did I miss?"
"What the fu-" Aoife's shocked shout was interrupted by Inspector John. "What on earth are you wearing, Kai?" He exclaid.
I shrugged. "They don't have any normal clothes." I lowered myself onto the couch across the table. "It's protective armour." I added.
"Kai, you can't fight in armour you're not used to. It's just going to hinder you." Aoife protested. "I'm sure there are at least so normal clothes in this world."
I chuckled. "I'm used to wearing these kinds of things – the Ereth kind more than the demonic one, but it's the sa thing in principle." I glanced at the Keeper. He seed lost in thought as he stood still at the centre of the room. "It's comfortable, and doesn't hinder any movent, so you don't need to worry about it."
Aoife's expression didn't change. Her lips ford a thin line as she glared at . "That's not what I ant. Kai, you're just missing the horns, you look just like them! You talk like them, in their language. It's almost as if you belong!"
I flinched. "I belong?" I asked, more hurt than anything. Did being forced to stand before the Demon Lord look like I belonged? "I don't belong here, Aoife." I hissed, clenching my fists. I stood up and walked away without giving her the chance to talk.
"When can I see him?" I asked the Keeper.
His lips ford a faint smile. "Now."
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