Chapter 846 – Fake Rumors [Part 2]
Kaelmor did not rush.
That was the first thing that separated him from lesser rulers, the restraint. Anyone could react. Anyone could rage. But to wait… to sit with a thought, to turn it slowly like a blade between the fingers, feeling its edges, testing its weight…
That was power.
He remained on the balcony for a long moment after the guard left, crimson wine untouched now, his gaze still locked on the distant silhouette of the Greed Tower. Nexus Prime stood exactly as it always did, perfect lines, immaculate structure, not a single hint of disorder.
Annoyingly consistent.
"You're either very clean," Kaelmor murmured under his breath, "or very good at hiding the mess."
His lips curved faintly.
Lux Vaelthorn.
Clubs. Music. Bodies. Indulgence.
A demon of Greed and Lust behaving exactly like one should.
Too exact.
That was the problem.
