*~Aurora's POV~*
I sat in the middle of the Demon Lord and his council.
They'd placed me on a low stone seat in the center of the hall, on display. When I lifted my head, I realized just how many of them there were. Not a dozen. Not even fifty.
Hundreds.
Hundreds of demons, every one of them pale-skinned with white hair and glacial blue eyes. They looked nearly identical, like echoes of one another. The sight made my stomach twist. How could such creatures exist in this world without anyone knowing? And how many more were still out there?
I clenched my trembling hands in my lap.
They were angry—furious that I'd allowed Leon and Heather to escape their grasp. I could feel their hatred crawling over my skin like frost.
So this was it. The final judgment.
"You will be stuck here until we find a way to bring back Heather and George."
Is that it? The judgement?
But then the Demon Lord's voice cut through the air like a blade.
