Chapitre 61: Volume 1 - Epilogue

Far away, in distant Aaru, the Tower Lord Anruelu Savat, a rather rotund elf, waited. He was reclined on a couch, dressed in the finest of silks, and waited on by a host of serving women.

Behind his couch, a male angel and a female demon - both full-blooded - stood with hands before them, as if they were a matched but opposite set. While they faced the Tower Lord's back, they never let each other out of their peripheral sight.

As he dined on heaven berries, peeling off the blue of their skins to get at the glowing flesh beneath, the massive doors of his tower suite opened, and a woman entered. She wore a featureless mask of some grey material, with a habit of understated ochre shrouding the rest of her form. Only the slight curves at her chest and hips gave any indication that there was a woman under there at all, not that Anralu had any desire to discover any more than that.