Camilla’s here. Can this be real?
Part of me fears that I’m falling deeper into Set’s trap. I should leave. Whether Camilla is an illusion or not, she’s certainly fit and alive. Even if I don’t depart now, I still can’t ignore the possibility that Camilla is an agent of Set. At the very least, I should pull out my dagger or reach for a spell packet.
Yet, I don’t reach for any weapons or magic. It’s all I can do to watch her move closer.
She pauses before me. “Hello, Xavier. I’m Camilla.”
Her voice is a lovely mixture of sweet tones and deep resonance. Normally, it’s easy for me to grin and charm anyone, especially someone with a bit of demonic blood like Camilla. It’s one of the benefits of being an angel.
Not this time.
I simply allow her voice to reverberate through me. A deep part
