Chapter 66 – Bless This Mess
Lux lifted a shoulder in an easy shrug. "Not dying. Wounded, yeah. But I regenerate. I can heal myself now."
He flexed one hand slowly—faint sparks of demonic energy still danced at his fingertips.
Solara's eyes lingered on him for a breath longer than polite. She wasn't looking at the abs or the posture or the half-demonic charm leaking off his aura.
She was looking at the wear.
The weight.
"I see…" she said. "I'm happy to see you well, Lux."
And for a moment—just a flicker—her voice softened. Like it wasn't divine anymore. Just… human.
"To be honest," she added, "they wanted to send a messenger."
She looked to the side.
"But I decided to come myself. Just to make sure you're actually in good condition."
That made him pause.
For real this time.
Because Solara wasn't the type to lie.
She was radiant, responsible, and terrifying during audits.
But she never did anything halfway.
So if she came herself…
