When Severus woke up again, dinner time had already passed. To be precise, he was awakened by the rich aroma of food filling the room. As his hazy thoughts returned, he sat up abruptly. When he raised his eyes and saw Iblis leaning against the doorframe holding a plate of steak, his stiff body completely relaxed.
"Let's eat."
Glancing at Severus's sinking shoulders, Iblis turned and placed the plate on the desk. It seemed he was even more tightly wound this year; after Voldemort's resurrection, he would inevitably have reacted to the Dark Mark on his arm. Although Iblis could remove the Dark Mark, she chose not to do so. Just as the two had once promised each other, Iblis would not stop Severus from atoning for his sins, nor would she wipe away the efforts he had poured a lifetime into.
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