Chapter 695: The Demoness Held Grudges

After Oriana had rested for a while, both of them dressed in fresh clothes, dark garments that seemed to be the preferred color of the demon realm.

"Are we going somewhere?" Oriana asked.

"Don't you want to look around the realm you belong to?" Arlan replied. "Also, everyone is excited to see their princess after you killed their ruler."

"Do I have to be the princess of this realm as well?" she asked, clearly reluctant about the idea.

"You don't want to?" he asked. "This is where you belong."

"I belong where you belong," she replied. "I will follow wherever you go."

He was delighted to hear it but at the same time, seeing her lack of attachment to her own home, Arlan, who had been contemplating this for some time, finally decided to ask. He took her hand. "Oriana?"

"Hmm?"