• Of all bloody battles of my infernal reign, I truly find the deepest hell in that of tonight — Lilith Firstborn, the Umber dragon.
• 666 DAYS AGO, THE FOURTH MOON, TITANS LANDING
Delilah Manatee, the governess of the Imperial castle had been tasked with a most unlikely duty: the supper of a devil. Her Queen and mistress had commanded it. For this particular devil was no ordinary fiend of the abyss, but the apple of Her Majesty's eyes. The most feared man of the realms—if such mundane gender could be ascribed to the likes of he.
Delilah heard his kind had shape-shifting abilities, to form, to be birthed in uncanny natures—like that one scarlet woman she'd seen in the Grokain tavern, with the shapely thing between her legs.
