As I stood there, still trying to process the strange events of the past few moments, I let out a small laugh. My mother summoning me across realms just because she missed me? That was a first. I shook my head, chuckling softly at the absurdity of it all.
Lilith arched a brow at my reaction, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Something funny, Aurelia?"
I leaned against the wall, crossing my arms as I let the laughter fade. "You never struck me as the sentimental type, Mother," I replied, half teasing, half sincere. "It's just... strange. But a good kind of strange."
Lilith's smirk deepened, and she motioned for me to follow her down the hall. As we walked, the atmosphere of the demon castle settled around me like an old, familiar cloak.
The stone walls seemed to hum with an ancient energy, the shadows shifting in the corners as if alive. It was a stark contrast to the warmth I had just left behind in Lydia's world, but there was something comforting about it too. Home.
