Twenty

Valvamoz rushed into the meeting room currently filled with four people, five, counting the demon hiding in the shadows silently observing everything around him. He scowled at Lucifer who greeted him with a cold edged smile. The butler’s gaze fell to Imre who was watching him with a raised eyebrow, his expression cool despite apprehension swimming in his eyes.

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” he quickly murmured, “lady Amaryllis has arrived, the child’s with her but he’s not well. Doc is attending to him as we speak.”

Without a word, Imre ran down the corridor the other three not far behind while Lucifer strolled out of the room and walked past Valvamoz with barely a glance. The butler jogged past him leaving the other to catch up.