The palace’s mood.
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It’s been five days since the day of their retreat happened. Ever since that day, Satan couldn’t sit still and everyone and everything around him witnessed his burning rage that, as usual, is left ignored by Ciel who maintained his calm composure despite everything that was happening around him. “I never thought you are such an ignorant coward, Alpha,” Satan growled, doubling the heat of the blue flames that are dancing inside the palace made of ice, but none of the kings or the palace itself is harmed.
Within the past days, none of the kings got enough rest: one is throwing a raging complaint, and one is staying on the throne his seating on and is trying to not bat an eye with the commotion to prevent himself from arguing with the sole person who is deemed wor
