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Grandfather from Hell
“I can assure you, with the utmost confidence,” Henemordonin gestured with grand arrogance, “our people, our planes, are safe and secure under my rule.”
Oh, he so did not just say that out loud, Ahbi snarled.
“Very well,” I said in as bored a tone as I could wrangle while my grandmother raged in my head. “Thank you for your little update, Henemordonin. Was there anything else?”
My grandfather didn’t comment as all the work he’d put into his speech unraveled in a tittering wave of amusement from the court.
“I do hope not,” I said, looking away from him with a slow eye roll. “We have more important matters to deal with than yet another long-winded explanation why you are the center of the Universe.”
Meira’s troubles are far from over. While her grandfather, Henemordonin, continues to undermine her power and authority, the Planeless sweep across Demonicon, recruiting more and more demons to their control. What’s worse, parts of the Node holding the demon planes together seem to be disappearing without a trace. With the help of some unlikely allies, Meira must find the source of the decay of Demonicon’s Node or risk the total destruction of her world.