Chapter 7: Saccharine Lies Don’t Make Truths Less Bitter

Elanor had a feeling she was going to be put through long bouts of seclusion when the demons just didn’t want to deal with her. Like now.

She’d barely been in the demon castle for two days before someone tried to kill her. That felt about right for the race—but what did she know?

Elanor was coming to learn that she didn’t know anything about demons, much to her ire. Oh, it’s not like she couldn’t infer or guess and be right to some degree, but actually know…

What a terrible thing to have to deal with on top of being a prisoner.

She changed out of her wet uniform and laid sprawled out on the bed as she contemplated everything that she knew.

All her previous beliefs and conclusions had been kept under the fact that she would never interact with her enemy or be corrected on said beliefs.