[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House – Chicago, IL
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Caden disappears back into the house to get our drinks, and I shift positions on the lounge chair to be sitting cross legged. I watch Nero pivot towards me dramatically and a slow smile spreads across my face. 

I pull my hair back into a high bun and speak. 

[color=#DB7093]”Long enough to know what positions make him cry out in ecstasy.”[/color] I wink at Nero. 

[color=#006400]”Cass, play nice with the demon.”[/color] Caden's voice is amused as he rejoins us. He hands me my glass of whiskey, neat, before giving Nero something dark, yet colourful. 

[color=#006400]”Cassiopeia is my longest friend. Our families have been intertwined for centuries. At one point they wanted our marriage to unify us further. Something about powerful children or some such. Unfortunately for them, Cassi and I became closer friends than lovers. Although, we did have fun for a while.”[/color] 

I smiled warmly and nodded. I held my glass up in mock cheers with Caden before taking a sip. The burn down my throat to my stomach was the comfort I had desperately needed.