The silent moon illuminated Sariel's silky blue flesh.
Her golden eyes focused on Asmodeus who slept in the nude, his arms spread out on the mattress. She couldn't help but remember the moment they met. At first, curious and having no knowledge, Sariel couldn't understand why the other women flocked around him.
"I didn't know the reason back then… but maybe that is a lie."
Sariel remembered the dull ache whenever she watched him smile at Erika or Yumiko, and when Asmodea would act selfish, yet he ignored it.
She wanted to lash out.
Unable to understand or control herself, Sariel would explore the castle, hoping to find something that he would praise her for.
"From the start, maybe my body much sooner and guided me."
As she watched his peaceful slumber, Sariel noticed his hand twitched as if to grab something.
