Titus tsked. “Now, now. A little time in Greymere for a void is nothing. It’s not like you’re a witch.” Greymere was hell. But there was no point in arguing the matter. He was simply goading me. “I just want a fresh start, Titus.” “A fresh start. For you, of all people?” He took a step forward, but I had no room to go back. “I simply find it interesting that their demon king has taken an interest in you. I wonder if he’d be as charitable if he knew who you really were?”
