Adjusting to being human instead of demon took Lucian a while. He had lived for so many centuries as a creature that didn’t need to sleep, didn’t age and didn’t get injuries that it was strange to become someone who was completely the opposite.
On his first full day of being a demon, he burnt himself whilst making breakfast and was surprised to find that it hurt so much.
“What was that yelp for?” Genevieve asked as she came into the kitchen.
“I forgot that I can’t just touch hot things anymore,” he said. “What should I do?”
Genevieve guided him to the kitchen sink and turned on the tap. The water felt cooling on his hot skin.
“You’re supposed to cool it down,” she said calmly. “Please be careful now. You aren’t invincible anymore.”
“I just wanted to make you breakfast,” Lucian pouted
