Their Bond 2
"Is this your quarters?" Everbee asked.
Cuban nodded, "yes it is. its not the best, but I manage."
"Not the best!?" Everbee thought to herself, "hell No! this place was even worse that the quarters reserved for the low borns and cleaners."
And yet, Cuban was supposed to be a son of Asmodeus. Everbee could not help but think of how poorly he was being treated.
Cuban was working on the fat worm at the corner, but he left his work and handed over a bowl of nectar blood crystals to Everbee.
"You used too much of your strength today. Have some! It is good for the body." Cuban offered it to her.
However, unlike the times that had come before now, she did not spank the bowl aside. Instead, she took it in hand. After all, she now knew how he had hunted for the content.
Also, she did need her strength. Nectar blood Crystal had been smashed to liquid form, slowly, and a bit in doubt, she took the first spoon of it.