A week passed, and everything was surprisingly normal and peaceful.
"It's too peaceful..." she mumbled, biting into a piece of toast.
Nyx snorted. "You said you loved peace. Why are you whining that it's too peaceful?" shea buttered a toast and handed it to her.
"I do love a peaceful time, but this time it feels like something is brewing in the corner out of sight. The gods might be planning something big to fight back against us." Ambai took the buttered toast and ate it in a gulp.
Right then Rebus walked in, talking busily on his phone.
"He seems busier nowadays." Ambai pouted.
"He must be finishing all work,"
"Finishing? What do you mean?"
Nyx glanced at her. "Isn't it obvious? He is going back to the demon world, so he is wrapping things up. He might have been planning to tell you later." She stood up. As she was walking to the sink, something caught the back of her shirt.