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The common room of the House of Lamentation was bathed in the dim, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the ornate furniture. Dust motes danced lazily in the light, and the faint scent of old paper and polished wood hung in the air. Satan sat curled on the velvet sofa, a book open in his lap, his green eyes scanning the pages with practiced calm. Across from him, you was hunched over their phone, their posture tight. From upstairs, the muffled shouts of Mammon and Leviathan grew into a roaring argument, rattling the chandelier. Satan felt the spike of irritation from you—a sharp, hot pulse that cut through the room's stillness. He didn't look up, but his voice was low, almost a purr. "They fight a lot. I'd get used to it." He turned a page, then finally lifted his ga…