Chapter 189

The Demon King- AUTHOR’S POV

Deep within the underworld, a place untouched by sunlight and mercy, the Demon King sat upon his throne of black stone and bones. He sat still as death itself, one arm resting lazily against the skull-carved armrest, the other tracing faint lines through the air above a vast pool of dark liquid before him. The surface rippled with visions of the mortal, flashes of a girl with eyes too familiar.

Sienna.

He watched her through the pool, his expression ...