There is no better way to steel your nerves than practice
The demons that appeared at the door frame were that boy—that wasn't really a boy—and another one, female it seemed, with dark skin, black sclera, and pointed ears. They stood at the entrance proudly, with sheepish grins that spelled mischief.
They seemed to be older than Zia, but were still considered to be quite young. Perhaps that was why I heard Natha mumble 'unruly kids!' under his breath.
"Did I not tell you to stop barging into my rooms?" the Demon Lord said. But rather than pissed off, he sounded more exasperated, like an uncle getting tired of his nephew's shit.
"Eeeh~ but you only said not to come in your day-offs," the shape-shifter boy, I believed his name was Opti, replied wittingly. "This is not your day-offs, my Lord, and you weren't there at the dining hall. How can I give you my morning report, then?"