The Devil Kingdom had barely finished celebrating when the first whispers of rebellion began.
At first, they were nothing more than rumors.
A few soldiers speaking quietly in barracks.
A merchant mentioning something he had heard from a traveler.
A former supporter of Aamon asking whether the Queen truly intended to honor the peace proposal.
But as more reports returned from the Human Domain, the truth became impossible to ignore.
Lilith had not gone to the humans to deceive them.
She had not gone to the capital to create divisions among them.
She had not been waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.
She genuinely wanted peace.
For some, the realization brought relief.
For others, it brought anger.
Inside a private chamber beneath the royal palace, several former followers of Aamon gathered around a long table.
The atmosphere was tense.
"We were fools."
The words came from one of the older devils.
Nobody immediately answered him.
