Izmel's POV-
His presence among our party was irritating beyond belief. It wasn't exactly a common knowledge issue between our species, but quite a number of years ago a group of Fae led by a small contingent of High Elves had infiltrated my father's castle. We could never pinpoint what they had been searching for, but while most of them were fighting the castle guards as a distraction, a few of them ransacked various rooms in the castle. The loss of life had been great on each side, but the reason for my deep-seeded hatred was the loss of my mother at the hands of one of the leading High Elves.
My mother had been a kind soul, for a demon at least. She had been the one to teach me that being a demon didn't mean we were inherently evil. My restraint and patience came from watching her ru
