I Raised the Demon Queen (Now She Won't Leave Me Alone)

If I had one golden rule for surviving this new, magic-infested Chapter of my life, it would be this:

Never let the ex-Demon Queen near magical artifacts.

Especially not the ones labeled "soul-revealing mirrors—DO NOT TOUCH without instructor supervision."

But of course, today was "Magical Self-Discovery Day" at the Academy.

And I had a bad feeling from the second Rhea came skipping out of the classroom with a suspicious grin and a faint smell of sulfur.

"Elias," she said, tugging on my sleeve, "do mirrors normally scream?"

"...What kind of scream?"

"The terrified kind. It cracked a little. I think it was flattered."

"Rhea. What did you do?"

"I looked at it."

"You... just looked?"