Chapter 332: The Plan That Would Definitely Work (And the Demon Who Just Wanted Sweets)
Meanwhile, in Velistrae, within the walls of the Duchess's palace, the evening was unfolding in a very different manner from the rest of the realm.
The grand chamber was warm and opulent, decorated with flowing silk drapes and cushions scattered across the floor in inviting clusters. The air was thick with the familiar scent of Velaryx Miasma, though it was lighter here, filtered through the palace's protective wards. Lanterns cast a soft, golden light across the space, and the distant sound of music drifted through the halls.
Velira sat cross-legged on a large cushion, her stuffed bunny clutched tightly to her chest. Her magenta hair was slightly disheveled from the day's activities, and her small purple wings fluttered with excitement as she spoke.
