High Witch Xaliryn - Witch’s Secrets, Demon’s Smile
Added 2025-07-08 15:00:09 +0000 UTCAfter the celebratory night, Xaliryn lingered alone at the bar, her figure draped in shadows and silence. A half-finished cocktail shimmered under the neon lights as her mind drifted, heavy with thoughts she'd buried for too long.
Half a year ago, she stormed into the Order’s castle—bold, arrogant, and demanding sanctuary. No one knew what she was fleeing. Not the world. Not the Order. Not even herself. But the Master did.
His eyes had pierced straight through her—the confidence, the facade, the carefully crafted madness—and saw the truth she tried so hard to suppress. And yet… he welcomed her, without a single question.
She never expected to stay. But now? She had found a home. She had found kin. She had found something dangerously close to peace.
But she knew it wouldn’t last. The chaos inside her was still there, coiling like a serpent. She would break again. But this time, she knew the Master would be there to face the storm with her—and perhaps, cleanse it forever.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the low, molten voice of Kaemor—the sultry demon-bartender gifted to the Order by one of Malvarra’s… less-than-careful students. He handed her another drink, his smile sharp, his stare impossibly warm.
She accepted the glass, lips curling slightly. Maybe she wasn’t ready to confess her truths yet.
But she was ready for pleasure.
