"What is the matter?" Queen Selena demanded, standing in her nightgown. It had been a full month since she started living in the ancient cave—sharing not only its shadows but also her nights with the Witch of the North.
"My queen, Lord Azeral sent a message." A maid stepped forward, dropping the sealed parchment onto the ground.
Lilith, the Witch of the North, approached, her arms sliding around Selena's waist, pulling her close.
"My love," she murmured, trailing kisses down Selena's neck.
"Lily…" Queen Selena turned in her embrace, meeting her lips with a deep, lingering kiss. "I wonder what this message says…"
"Forget it, Selena." Lilith's fingers traced along her jaw. "We should be talking about breaking your Level 9 Omega magic."
Selena hesitated. "I need more time. Besides, soon my husband—"
Lilith tensed, gripping Selena's hand and pressing it to her heart. "You're bringing him up again?" Her voice was quiet but sharp. "Leave Lucifer. Come with me. I love you, Selena."
