C125 The side no one knew

Asmodeus drew in a slow, breath. “Uhh…” he began, but a sudden knock on his door — already ajar — halted him mid-thought.

A guard stood framed in the doorway, clutching his sword as if it were his last hope. The man’s hands trembled, his face pale under Asmodeus's piercing gaze.

Asmodeus raised a brow, his lips twisting into a slight smirk. “Your trembling demeanor,” he remarked