Chapter 814 – No Catch
The dinner itself was kinda light.
Not in quantity.
Hell no.
The table was filled, completely, with mortal food. Not infernal cuisine, not mana-infused delicacies, not soul-infused dishes that screamed power and dominance.
Just…
Food.
Real food.
Steaming rice, grilled meat glazed with sweet soy, bowls of soup with herbs floating on top, crispy fried dishes, fresh fruits cut neatly, sauces, spices, desserts stacked at the end like a quiet promise.
Simple.
Warm.
Alive.
Lux stood at the head of the table for a second longer than necessary, his gaze sweeping across the room.
They were all here.
Naomi sat relaxed, leaning back slightly in her chair, one leg crossed over the other as she lazily stirred her drink. She looked… normal. Grounded. Like the chaos of Hell didn't exist when she was here.
Rava sat beside her, posture composed, expression calm. Not cold. Not distant. Just… content. Like a storm resting beneath still water.
