Vale stared at the ailing succubus.
But, no matter what, he wasn't going to play sycophant. He wasn't going to sugarcoat what he thought.
Salome… was the villain.
Sure, much was left out of the story, and Ximena committed her own fair share of atrocities — having committed mass genocide twice, even — but Salome was the one who sent her down that twisted path.
Salome started it…
Of course… this recount was Salome's side of the story…
A side of a story from a woman who hated herself and what she'd done.
Vale knew just how unreliable a narrator one could be when they were their own worst enemy.
"This Hope guy… did you love him?"
Salome wiped her trailing tear and looked off into the distance as she responded with a placid expression and tone:
"Less love, more admiration… he cared more about fighting the Scourge than copulating despite the many women that looked his way…"
Vale lounged back:
