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Chapter 18: Agape and Eros

Elanor had never been flying in the evening—God, she never thought she’d be flying in general but here they were again.

It was a perfect night, cloudless, full of stars, the moon big and bright, what a shame she couldn’t enjoy it. In someone’s arms and it felt like she should be guilty yet wasn’t.

She was a mess. The blame didn’t all fall on Rostrada’s feet though. Elanor had been lying to herself for a good, long while about her feelings, about the growing closeness and fondness between her and Azzoth.

It was war, it wasn’t supposed to be personal, not for her, not like this.

She had always prided herself on having a neutral stance, of not getting lost in hating people she had to call her enemy for her kingdom. Of thinking about the war and demons rationally.

Where was that rationality now as her emotions broke her apart with the aid of the General of Lust who was exacerbating and accelerating the delicate, fragile thing between them for his amusement?