Hell's Consort

lNewest Chapter for Highest Tier (August 2022)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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"I could. But I would always get back to you. You are still my mate, after all."

Luna noticed him sounding rather monotone and to that, she responded in a sharp whisper. "Then, be miserable for the rest of your life here. There's no guarantee that you will not do what Luxen had done if I don't put you on a tight leash."

Her Archdemon Familiar chuckled for a hot good minute for being regarded as an idiomatic dog.

She wasn't sure if it was sarcastic, amusing or he had already accepted the fact that he was her bitch whose power she could use whatever she wanted.

"You are so full of your yourself, Amare. You should know that I already sorted my feelings about you. "The corner of his lips curled into a smirk as he tilted his head at her. "Don't worry. I'm not going to burden you with them anymore. Just don't get attached to me too much or I might be forced to break that promise."

Ravin moved closer until they were toe to toe while they hovered in the air.

Startled, Luna slowly flew backwards just in case something would possess Ravin to... hug her out-of the blue just like Sloth did.

Her newly awakened husband must not catch her cheating while he was gone.

Over her dead body.

When both of them tell awkwardly silent, Ravin's demon servant took this as a good opportunity to interrupt his master's conversation.

The servant didn't say much when he soared almost to their level but he still floated at a lower elevation compared to them.

The low-ranking demon curtsied before stretching his thin twig-like arms to hand over the thing his Master had asked him to get.

Ravin massaged his thick furrowed brows before he snatched the artfully arranged bouquet from his servant's claws.

From the years that she had known him, he would usually act like this when he was feeling rather shy.

Yet, she was also aware that being shy didn't exist in Ravin's vocabulary at all.

The white-eyed, goat-headed demon bowed his head at them as greeting before he made himself scarce.

"Here." The bunch of flowers in his hand shot out like a striking cobra. "Take these flowers----"

Luna swatted it with her hand, completely cutting him off mid-sentence.

"I don't need it." She jutted her chin as if daring him to say something.

Ravin's golden eyes sharpened in surprise.

For a few seconds, he stared at her in disbelief before his dazed attention moved towards the explosion of pale orange flower petals falling midway to the ground.

Even Luna had no idea why she did this.

Perhaps, she just wanted to see him lose composure now that she wasn't feeling emotionally stable because of Apollyon.

She knew she was being petty this time but she didn't expect herself to apply too much strength that made him drop every single stalk.

Guilt gnawed at her heart but Luna wasn't going to apologize and make up for it.

She was already suspicious of Ravin's secret plan to conquer this Realm following Luxen's failed attempts to do so.

Ravin leveled his hands to his chest with his open palms facing down.

Time seemed to stop but that privilege was specially reserved for the salmon-colored flowers-----which actually infused a sweet and fragrant scent in the air but it had a hint of sulphur that could make humans nauseous and suffocate babies----suspended in the dawn breeze.

Ravin allowed them to float in the sky as his narrowed glare on her face glittered with accusation.

Well, if he was scowling at her to make her reflect on her sins, he was doing a damn great job at it.

Luna bit her fingernails in the uncomfortable silence before he gathered all of them back with Archdemon Magic.

Ravin brought the messy bouquet to his nose and inhaled deeply.

Then, he exhaled a loud sigh that was clearly an exaggeration.

"Do you know how difficult it is to grow these plants, Amare?"

Wide-eyed, Luna could only stare back at his hardened countenance.

"These flowers aren't for you." He said with gritted teeth and he paused for a moment before he finally revealed, " They're for Leo and Tria ."

So, those gifts were for her daughters, huh?

Honestly, knowing this fact worried her even more.

"Where did you get them?" She probed with a frown.

"I had one of my servants collect these from Hell in secret. It was good that I quickly recovered from my initial shock and saved these rare blooms before they got destroyed." Ravin wrinkled his large, straight nose at the bouquet and continued, "I initially wanted to place these flowers in the nursery room so that the children can enjoy its unique scent. I really find it strange that you rarely bring them outside. Is it because you don't want them to see the Legion?" He asked as he slightly adjusted the wolfskin draped on his shoulders with his free hand. "Those two needed to get used to surrounding themselves with demon scents so that their senses wouldn't have any adverse reaction to it. Especially when they are thousands of them here."

She caught her intense gaze and murmured, "This Kingdom belongs to vampires, Ravin."

Luna didn't sound too convincing even to herself.

Ravin shook his head slowly and smirked. "Not anymore."

She pressed her lips into a tight line as she suppressed the urge to argue with him.

Fortunately, Ravin decided to change the subject himself.

"How is it with Apollyon? I am not certain if the reason why you are here is to distract me from the tasks you wanted me to finish as soon as possible." Ravin scratched his chiseled jaw in interest. "Tell my why you are here, carrying that awful mood of yours."

Luna swallowed hard.

She held her hands together and squeezed them tightly as a way to reassure herself.

It took her a while to speak but she still managed to spill the truth out of her mouth.

"He doesn't remember me, Ravin."

He let out a dark chuckle.

"Ah, Amare." His husky murmur made her shiver. " You shouldn't have told me something that would make me happy."

Ravin reached out to clutch her forearm and pulled her closer in an instant.

Before she could pull away from him, Ravin bent his neck and angled his head for a kiss.

His lips brushed lightly against hers and it made her eyes widen in shock.

Luna slapped a man for the second time in less than twenty-four hours.