Your not innocent

Lying on my bed, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The scene I had witnessed through my little purple flame demon was absolutely priceless.

Nathaniel, that idiot, running around like a headless chicken while trying to catch my mischievous creation was a sight to behold. The little demon had done its job perfectly, creating chaos and confusion, just as I had intended.

"Good job," I said, reaching out to the tiny creature. It flickered its flames happily before I made it disappear with a snap of my fingers. I was still chuckling to myself when the door to my room creaked open, and Aeliana stepped inside.

I quickly composed myself, shifting on the bed and feigning a pained expression. "Ugh, these injuries are killing me," I groaned, holding my side dramatically.

Aeliana raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying my act. "I know what you did, Ciara," she said, crossing her arms and looking at me with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.