Asmodeus returned to me swiftly, just as I requested. At least he still obeys me, even though since his last meeting with the gypsy he seems convinced that either he is - or is borrowing the body of - the man called Zillah Grey. I wish with all my heart that I could convince him that it wasn't true... but first I would have to convince myself, and that I cannot do.

Now, I can only reflect on the odd turns my life has taken in the last few months, and on how empty my future looks now that I can literally count the hours that I have left with Asmodeus (or Zillah? I suppose I'll have to learn to call him that from now on.) How strange to realize that the demon I summoned was actually a mortal man once... a monster of a different kind, to be sure, but certainly not at all what I believed he was at first. A man with a fiancée and children, a man with a reputation all across Europe, a man now reduced to a ghost of himself, an empty shell and a stranger in his own city. And to think that all this time I shared a bed with this same man, a man infamous for his passion for slaughtering witches... I wonder how he will see me once he's returned to his former state?

I wonder if I'll manage to move on once he's gone?