Choosing The Demon (Demons of Protheka Book 1) by Celeste King

Author:Celeste King [King, Celeste]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Protheka Publishing
Published: 2022-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

18

Giroth

I watch with vague interest as the matron processional raps up, but I notice out of the corner of my eye that Cora is soaking it all in. Her eyes are so wide, her skin a shade slightly paler as the demons start to filter back onto the pathway to go about their day.

She doesn’t seem to realize the way I’m watching her as she assesses everyone else as I’m good at doing it without detection. I still don’t understand why she wanted to come out here. She must know there is no escape.

Her eyes don’t go to the alleyways between buildings, though, like I expect. Instead, the size up the demons, tracking down their bodies like she’s committing her comparisons to memory. She’s calculating, and I find that I like that.

I’m glad to be out here instead of locked up in my office. I hate doing the paperwork, and I especially need the distraction now that a problem has been brought to my attention.

I can’t fathom how a human woman got out of the cell, and I understand even less where she would go. I refuse to ask Cora because she most likely won’t tell me and I don’t want her to know that’s what my mind is on.

Instead, I lead her through the city as she asked. Her mind is heavily preoccupied, so she doesn’t ask me any more questions or pester me as she did before. Maybe this arrangement was a good idea.

“Now, you’ve seen other types of demons and witnessed our daily processional. Do you have any requests?”

She blinks up at me, looking shaken. I’m sure it’s a lot to take in, and her head snaps back as a crackle of thunder erupts from the sky. “Does that strike the ground?”

I shrug. “It doesn’t give us any trouble.” Lighting flashes through the clouds and her eyes dart around like she’s afraid of being out in the open. “Don’t worry. It only makes us stronger.”

Her skin seems to pale at that, and I almost feel bad. I’m not trying to frighten her. I thought she’d be happy that I am finally answering her questions.

I clear my throat. “I can show you some of my favorite places,” I suggest, though I regret the words immediately. Why would I say that?

The tension in her shoulders eases a little as she turns to me. “I’d like that.”

We follow the winding path to the city center until we reach the fountains. They are ornate, laid out in a diamond shaped pattern with seats weaving in between them. They look fantastic during a thunderstorm.

“Is that blood?” She gasps, and I sputter a laugh.

“No,” I cough out. “The water is naturally that tint since we don’t filter it out. I wouldn’t drink from the fountains, but the red comes from the stones on the bottom of our streams, not blood.”

She swiped her forehead. “Phew. I was a little worried you were going to sacrifice me.”

It takes a second for me to realize that she was only joking, and I chuckle a little.

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