Chapter 146
Annalise
Another day in the underworld began.
The moment my eyes opened, the suffocating weight of this cursed place settled over me like a shroud. The air was thick with sulfur, the dim glow of torches casting long, flickering shadows across the stone walls.
The same brutal cycle repeated itself—mind-numbing chores, silence, and isolation.
But today was different.
Today, the silence had cracked.
I first noticed it when I moved through the halls, passing clusters of masked female servants whispering in hushed tones. At first, it was nothing—just the usual murmurs of suffering and exhaustion. But then I heard it.
Demonis.
His name, spoken in soft, speculative voices.
I slowed my pace, keeping my head down as I listened.
"Has he taken a new lover?" one asked, her voice
