The next day,
The red sun rose gently over the Demon Realm. In the heart of the towering Demon Castle—the fortress built by the new Emperor—
within the largest chamber, two figures lay quietly asleep on the grand bed.
A black-haired, enchanting young man with golden eyes.
A golden-haired young lady.
Suddenly, the young lady let out a soft grunt. Her golden eyes fluttered open—and the first thing she saw was the face of the handsome black-haired young man beside her.
Confusion hit her for a second…
Then, like a thunderclap, the memories of the previous day slammed into her mind.
Her face turned beet red.
With trembling hands, she lifted the edge of the blanket and peeked beneath.
Her body—naked.
The bedsheets—stained red.
Her face burned brighter, her ears flushed crimson, and she quickly pulled the blanket back over herself.
She knew.
She had communed with the Demon Emperor.
She turned slightly to look at him. Still asleep. Still breathtaking.
