Trion was more confident than I have ever seen him as he strode into the room, unable to hide the little tilt of his lips as he regarded me standing by the window.
My fists clenched uncontrollably as I glared at the demon.
"How dare you!" I seethed as anger flared in me, my stance defiant despite the unsteadiness in my legs. "Why the hell would you bring me here?"
His gaze held a gleam of victory, one that I recognised… and loathed, but just as always, there was something else hidden deep in his eyes.
"This is our home, Sage. You used to love it here," he said, coming closer. "This was your favourite…"
"Home?" I scoffed, shaking my head. "This desolate place? I am not the woman you once knew, Trion. She is long gone. Wake up!"
He stilled at my words, and I saw a flicker of something
