Lucifer: Untold

With the chaos that happened, Nathalia's grave was not finished. It was half filled. Wasted flowers scented the grounds. Shovels lie useless. Chairs scrambled in the area. A forlorn sight for the most feared woman in the society. As the rest of the people squandered for their lives, one man remains. The oldest friend. Three other men came. They picked the shovels as the old man orders. Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold.

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Thirty-Four - Commotion

Viktor's indefinite absence reeked suspicions in the council. Only Iñigo and some members knew the real ordeal of the Samira regent. When the horn of Clement was blown, it was the sign of the return of Camillus, to claim the throne to the underworld or seek revenge, or even both, raising more suspicions. Iñigo observed the atmosphere in the dining hall. Many were celebrating the downfall of Hector.

"Let's give a toast to our victory against the opportunistic scoundrel of society!" Magnus raised his glass. "And our most profound thanks to the Alderige for hosting this fine dinner, although, a new member, seems to be not on time. Anyways, congratulations!"

Aberdeen ignored the umbrella above her and enjoyed the shade from Magnus. It would take a whole lot of trees to get to her. She raised her glass like the rest of them.

"Lord Constantine, is it possible to know how vital Lord Viktor's situation is to leave without prior notice?" Sonia Astor respectfully asked.

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