Aurelia's POV
The devil was before me, hands outstretched, eyes glittering with mischief. He recognised me immediately, his lips curving into a smirk, as he moved away from Djurek and closed the gap between us with a giant stride.
“Pardon me for her shyness,” Djurek said softly, yet throwing a warning glance at me, when I took a few steps backwards and tucked under my gown.
“Oh really?” The devil asked, mouth agape in sarcasm. Bastard!
“Yes,” Djurek answered with admiration. “She's quite demure you see.”
He reached for my hand and pulled me to stand beside him, just as the dark skinned Luna excused herself and walked away. My eyes widened in shock as she spun around, leaving me with a weird hedge to suddenly grab her. I wasn't finished discussing with her, and I hadn't got her cont
