NEWS FROM SITH CASTLE

It was way past midnight when Maxwell and I stood alone in the home of the quarters as the heavy wooden door shut against the bustle of the outside world. The soft glow of the fireplace cast a warm, flickering light across the room, creating an intimate space for what I knew would be a delicate conversation. Maxwell's gaze was fixed on me, a mix of curiosity and concern in his eyes but mostly I felt his need to know about my beast in a possessive way.

I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to explain to him the nature of my beast. This is a conversation that I never had with anyone and the only people who ever guessed it right were Luna and Cedric. "Maxwell," I began, my voice steady but carrying an undertone of vulnerability. "I assumed that you understood the powers of the succubus well."

He nodded, his expression encouraging, though I could see the shadows of unease in his eyes. "You've always been open with me. I'm ready to understand"