Chapter 85
- ♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱
- "Won’t you answer?" Anneliese’s black eyes stared at me with a certain disgust. It was almost comical how she didn’t even try to fool me about her preference.
- "Who knows?" My lips arched into a broad and mischievous smile.