"I can sense your low spirits, but that kind of mood doesn't suit the succubus queen I know!"
Orion lowered his head and kissed Delilah.
He continued until Delilah was getting into it, then stopped at the critical moment.
Delilah lifted her head, eyes wide, looking at Orion in confusion.
What's going on? Go on, keep going.
That was the meaning in Delilah's eyes, but what she got in return was Orion's upturned lips and mischievous grin.
"You've done a lot for the Horde recently. Don't you want something in return?"
Delilah's hazy eyes went blank for a moment. She had never thought about it.
She couldn't remember when it began, but she'd already seen the Stoneheart Horde as something that belonged to both Orion and herself.
Managing her own enterprise—did it require compensation?
No, it didn't.
That was Delilah's answer, and it was exactly what Orion most wanted to see.
"It's yours now."
Orion took out a storage ring and slipped it onto Delilah's finger.
