Before, Cassarae had almost been afraid to ask. She had definitely sensed it before, but a part of her didn't want to hear the answer. If Sylas had really cheated on her again, she didn't know what she would do.
Would she really cut him off right there? Her pride would definitely make her, but how would her heart react then?
She remembered how long it had taken her to get over Sylas the first time. And honestly, considering how easily she had fallen back into his embrace, she didn't know if she could look herself in the mirror and say that she had ever truly done that.
Maybe rather than getting over Sylas, she had grown numb to the memory. Well, as numb as you could get when you cried every time you mentioned it.
There were still portions of that time that she had never spoken to anyone about. Even when she ended up injured, she told her parents and the school that it was the boy Sylas had almost killed. That was about the only way Sylas didn't end up in a facility for what he had done that day.
As for the boy, she never pressed charges, so other than getting expelled, nothing else happened to him. But as far as Cassarae was concerned, he deserved that much anyway. Who was he to go around spreading rumors about her?
After so very long, Cassarae was truly feeling like herself again. She was ready to hear whatever the answer was and she would react accordingly.
"... A necessary evil?" Sylas eventually said.
Cassarae raised an eyebrow. "Speak, Sylas Brown."
A slight quirk of a smile pulled at Sylas' lip. So, he finally explained. Honestly, he wasn't actually worried that this would lead to a problem this time.
"... So basically..." Cassarae's eyes narrowed. "You're telling me you went and forced that demon bitch into marriage like you did me? Are you tired of your balls, Sylas Brown? Are you wishing that maybe you lost one or both of them?"
Sylas didn't reply, but his smile became a little wider.
"Why the hell are you chuckling it up? You think I won't do it?"
Sylas shook his head.
Cassarae seemed to deflate. Not in a sad way, but in a she really couldn't be bothered to care way.
"Fine, fine. You're right, I really can't be bothered to care right now."
"Oh? You're okay with me having more than one wife now?"
"Are you trying to test my patience?" Cassarae's eyes narrowed.
Sylas smiled and didn't say much else.
As well as Cassarae understood him, he felt that he understood her well enough as well.
If their relationship hadn't been so rocky, she would have been fine with him using the Lust Seed like he had. In fact, she might have even been okay with Nosphaleen assuming there was a very clear division between their standing.
What would have pissed her off was if Sylas tried to act as though another woman was just as important as she was. But using one as a glorified fleshlight or having a concubine wasn't something she'd bat an eye at.
Part of that was because of how Cassarae herself saw the world, and another part of that was because she recognized that the sort of mountain she had to climb to be with the real Sylas wasn't something that others could easily make it through. And even if they did, that didn't mean that Sylas would reciprocate their feelings in the same way.
In a lot of ways, she was fine with giving Sylas such a long leash because she knew that Sylas probably wouldn't even use it.
It was just a shame it had taken them so much to get here.
"So what's the plan, exactly?" she said. "You think that there's some S-tier version of this woman in the deeper layers of the Layered Dungeon, and what? You're investing early?"
She was partially joking, but another part of her was actually confused.
Sylas wasn't exactly the sort to rely on others. He wasn't the "coalition building" type. If he was, he would invest far more on Earth than he was.


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