Elanor had a feeling she was going to be put through long bouts of seclusion when the demons just didn’t want to deal with her. Like now.

She’d barely been in the demon castle for two days before someone tried to kill her. That felt about right for the race—but what did she know?

Elanor was coming to learn that she didn’t know anything about demons, much to her ire. Oh, it’s not like she couldn’t infer or guess and be right to some degree, but actually ...