Kassandra's days had changed completely.
The once cold and ruthless demoness assassin now lived a life that felt almost unreal to her. The sharp tension that had once filled every moment of her existence had slowly faded, replaced by something softer, something quieter.
Her day usually began early in the morning.
She would wake up before most of the estate stirred and quietly begin tidying the halls and rooms. Her movements were smooth and efficient, trained from years of discipline, but now they carried none of the killing intent they once had.
Instead, there was calmness.
After finishing her tasks, she would often cross paths with Ethan's wives.
Sophia would sometimes give her light instructions or simply nod in acknowledgment. Diana occasionally spoke to her about small things, and Lia and Mira would greet her casually as if she had always been part of the estate.
