Hell's Consort

<strong>[A/N] Author had applied for a job and got accepted. And until now, we still had no wifi. The internet isn't stable, so I had to look for work that would not need it. Prices of privilege will be more affordable, and I should have done this way earlier, but the typhoon had stopped me from doing so. I apologize. Starting in February,  I will only update one chapter a day. I will place another free coin code tomorrow. At the end of the book, I will give gifts to the top 3 fans as a giveaway, so hopefully, at that point, you can share your address so that I can send it to you. It's going to be good good good. <3</strong>

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<strong>Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (January 2022)</strong>

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<strong>Archdemon Empress Luna</strong>

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"Servants. Lock all the exits in the entire Household!" Someone shouted as the double doors of the Great Hall opened, slamming the walls in the process.

The paintings, ornaments, and tapestries rattled from the sheer force and the urgency of the voice.

Of course, it sounded familiar.

The tone might be more demanding than his usual sleepy drawl, but from the Apollyon's raised eyebrows, he knew that was none other than the Archdemon of Sloth.

Luna and Apollyon turned their heads in unison with the guests as if they practiced the particular dance step all along.

They found themselves waiting for his following words with bated breaths.

Unfortunately, no one breathed, and no one uttered a damn sound.

"Sloth?" Her light pitch floated into the air, and it echoed until it reached his reddening ears. "What is going on?"

Luna glanced around the rest of the people who stood behind Sloth, breathing hard.

Ravin, Princess Sapphire, and Xerxes, whom Apollyon had designated to be in charge of Hazelnut Manor's security, was there with him.

Even from afar, their expressions didn't look too good. Ravin, with his dark hair looking messy as if his fingers had dragged it back a hundred times out of his frustration, searched the guests in the Great Hall with a menacing scowl, and it made the structure of his cheekbones more refined.

He was too distracted to notice the admiring glances of unmarried and married women thrown in her way.

Despite being positioned farther behind, Ravin managed to snag all the female's appreciation than Sloth did, even if he was the one who called their attention.

The bastard wore black, like her husband, and his forefinger kept massaging his left brow in a weak attempt to calm himself down.

Never in her life had he seen Ravin trying so hard to hide his panic but fail in it miserably instead.

Folding her arms over her chest to soothe the strange burning sensation close to jealousy, her muscles tightened as she observed their other companions.

Xerxes was in his formidable werewolf form while Princess Sapphire kept shoving the brown curls from her wandering honey-colored eyes.

Sloth's arms were outstretched as if he wouldn't allow anyone to go in and out of place without facing him first.

Well, there was no chance he could have prevented it because his wingspan was too short of reaching either side of the door frame unless he switched into a berserker form. But that would destroy the precious Manor they inherited from the Autumn Queen, herself.

Apollyon cleared his throat and declared, "I see no need to create this incite more chaos. It was just a sudden blackout."

"Empress Luna."  Princess Sapphire approached them in the middle of the dance floor, and the guests had stepped backward to give her a wide berth. "Something had happened."

Who were they looking for?

What did they do?

Who was the culprit, and how dangerous were they?

So, many questions were left unanswered, and she wanted them immediately.

She would welcome any bizarre scenarios as long as it wasn't the Archdemon of Lust who managed to infiltrate the Household and hid in here before playing the most brutal peek-a-boo in her shortened life.

This was hardly the time to do that since they weren't prepared for it.

They were in a Wine Tasting Party, for the goddess' sake.

Yet, when it rained, it poured.

"Can you just tell me what it is?" As she narrowed her gaze at Apollyon's half-sister., Luna whispered when she stopped in front of her. "Stop stalling Princess Sapphire."

She tilted her head to the side, she mouthed. "I don't think it would be proper for the guests to hear what I am about to say."

"What are the two of you whispering about?"

Gesturing at Sloth to finally put his arms down and step aside, Ravin interrupted her husband as he strode towards the same path that Princess Sapphire had taken to stand beside the little girl.

"Let's get out of the Great Hall first and leave the rest of the guests behind, Amare." He said, addressing her, and Luna wondered in apprehension, 'What made him think that Apollyon, her real mate and husband, would just hand her over to his rival without any protest?'

If Apollyon did that, Luna would be more than worried.

Her Archdemon Familiars hadn't even elaborated what the fuss was about.

Then, Ravin had the nerve to glance at Apollyon, and his voice lowered into a baritone. "Vampire King, you must remain here."

Luna and Apollyon's mouths parted in surprise.

At this point, Luna assumed the Archdemon had gone crazy, ordering Apollyon about as if their roles had been reversed. Where the Hell did he cultivate all this audacity?

It must be from Hell, of course.

"Your absence might alarm your guests even more. Leaving Amare here and dragging you away from here, instead, to inform you of the events that had transpired earlier will leave her vulnerable to the enemies. We had no idea if they were here, hiding underneath an elaborate glamour that even Archdemons find it hard to detect. The Great Hall is too large, and there are too many strangers to sift through. " Ravin continued with gritted teeth. "I did not know how the thieves had sneaked inside the Manor when we examined every single one of the guests for weapons and tested their magical abilities like what Amare had told us. Since this is our responsibility as her Familiars, Vampire King, we will quickly handle the issue. A safe pregnancy for her is my utmost priority."

"Safety?" Apollyon stepped forward and rammed an insolent finger on the Archdemon's chest. "You don't do it enough as her Familiar. Being such a failure is the only thing you are good at, Ravin." She could hear the smirk in his tone. "That is why you aren't chosen as her mate."

"Apollyon—"

Ravin half-shrugged and replied coolly,  "—but she had now chosen my blood, and you can't deny that, either."