Cat was still cranky when she woke up, although she told herself that done was done, and she might as well make the best of the situation. When she went down to have her morning coffee, Loc was already there. He set a mug in front of her and said, “You really don’t have to worry about anything. I will make sure the house is ready for the party.”
Was a demon lord really capable of managing all the thousand and one details that needed to be taken care of when planning a big get-together? She didn’t know, but she figured she’d find out. As she’d showered, she’d told herself that she wouldn’t get involved, would stay out of things.
And if the whole damn affair turned out to be an unmitigated disaster, well, at least she could use that as ammunition to make sure no one ever came to one of her
