Page 53 of Hot Girls Date Demons

Nightfall.

The air itself feels different here.

Charged.

Ancient.

Magic saturates everything.

The purple sky stretches endlessly above me, the stars brighter than any found on Earth.

Silver grass sways in the distance.

The moons cast their familiar glow over the landscape.

Home.

The realization strikes unexpectedly.

Not joy.

Not sorrow.

Something stranger.

Nostalgia.

Bitterness.

Grief.

Relief.

All of it is tangled together.

I am not certain how I should feel.

And honestly?

I am not looking forward to seeing the Prime.

For centuries, I have imagined this moment.

Sometimes I imagined strangling him.

Sometimes thanking him.

Mostly avoiding him entirely.

Still, one does not ignore a summons from the ruler of Nightfall.

I make my way toward the palace.

Nothing has changed.

And yet everything has.

The halls bustle with life.