Part 3: Queen Nymrit

Rattled by the thought, Iblis unconsciously stepped back. He stared at the back of the woman's head with a gaze sharp enough to cleave a person in half. Suspicion brewed in his heart, and he wondered...if he was under some sort of enchantment.

"Then...I'll serve." Immersed in her own thoughts, Shamsiya failed to notice her husband's strangeness. She withdrew some plates from the cabinets and served the dishes, then set them on the table and looked over her shoulder. "Wash your hands quickly. We should eat before the food gets cold."

The demon remained still for a moment, a strange gleam flickering in his eyes as he mutely stared at her, before finally nodding his head and going to the sink.

Seated facing each other, they ate in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. After finishing their meal, they returned to the bedroom and settled on the bed. However, the earlier lust and desire waned under the confusion of their feelings.

Shamsiya scooted into her husband's arms, her head