282 Dead Blackthorn member

Emily's eyes widened with shock upon hearing the news, her heart heavy from the unexpected turn of events. "From the Blackthorn family? Who died?" She had only just allowed herself to believe that she could finally find peace and that happiness was within her grasp at last.

"It must be the old witch," Viktor said, looking unimpressed, as though he had no desire to see her right now.

"Or it could be the sister," Raylen guessed, appearing unbothered by the possibility. That was until Emily turned to meet his eyes, and he conveyed, "I am sorry for your loss, Princess. We will ensure a welcoming reception for her departed soul and minimise the torture she endures."

"Ray!" Emily frowned, as this was not the time to joke. She then turned her attention back to the lowly demon and urgently inquired, "Who is it?"

Unaware of who Emily was or her status in the realm, the demon turned to the Devil and answered, "It is a male. Aiden Blackthorn."