Princess Azariah

"Because you are different. You are from another world, yet you have endured so much here. You possess strength and resilience that I admire. And... and I believe you can help us."

Her words were sincere, and despite my cold exterior, I could sense the genuine concern and hope in her voice.

Despite my initial skepticism, her words didn't seem like a ploy to win me over. They felt genuine.

"I will help the Demons as long as their goals align with mine," I said, my fingers brushing her cheek.

"Eliminating the Divine Knights? I heard about it..." Ameriah mumbled, averting her gaze.

"Yes, I suppose we are allies then," I confirmed.

"But after that?" she asked hesitantly.

"After what?"

Ameriah clenched her fists. "Nothing."

I brushed my fingers across her lips as I leaned in closer. Her intoxicating scent filled my nostrils.