♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱I observed, just watched as each one entered, first Asra, then each of the 9 princes and finally..., Callisto, Callisto accompanied by Kezabel and a child, a beautiful blonde child who smiles so openly and genuinely that I couldn’t help but feel my heart skip a beat."Something interesting?" Anneliese asked me ironically and I turned to face her."The child" I said without looking at them again, I did not know if I could without wanting to approach him, without wanting to go to him and talk about how in the end he was so like her."Which one?""The blonde child.""Oh, what have you got? You want to take her as an experiment, sir?" There was sarcasm and disgust in her voice, but I snorted."No. He is the prince, Anneliese" those words left with bitterness for my mouth and the fall faced the little one who ran up to the phoenix and threw himself in it with joy."The son of...""Yes" I said as I analyzed him from afar, trying not to focus on his face, h

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱The child of Callisto seemed determined to torture me, since after the first dance was over he told me to dance with Lucifer again and again and again and again!Whenever the music closed and we both went back to our places, he repeated with a huge smile."AGAIN! AGAIN!" And when at last that was the 7th time, I dropped Lucifer in the middle of the hall and sneaked away from there.I couldn’t say no to that cute little face who was dressed as Narcissus, but I certainly wouldn’t dance with the princess of the third territory again either.When I was at last out of that hall, I sighed with relief. I could wait another hour or two - that should be enough for him to be tired and go back to his room, or at least forget this crazy idea of becoming Lucifer’s friend or forcing me to dance."Running away? Really? And even more of a child and a woman?" Belial teased me and I slid my hands through my hair, fixing them behind the rabbit mask I still wore."Why

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱Uncle Asmodeus had disappeared among all those people with colorful clothes and masks. I wanted to look for him, but when I tried, Abbadon held my hand and said it wasn’t safe. I wanted to be selfish and tell her that I would go anyway, but... I had been selfish many times in those last few days and was afraid that something bad would happen, if that were the case, Dad would be sad... and I didn’t want him sad.I sighed and while Asra still danced with the girl who looked like a star, I moved further to the corner, in a quieter and darker place where my eyes could close briefly."Do you feel lonely?" A gentle voice asked me and when I lifted my face to see who it was, I came across the blond man who had stood next to Uncle Asmodeus all night."Hummm... I don’t know" I said laying my head to the side while listening to the music from the hall "I wouldn’t say I’m lonely, would you? Uncle’s gone and left you behind..."The blond man smiled."Let’s just s

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱I had achieved something very fun that night, fun enough to make me think that everything was worth it."What’s your theory?" Belial questioned me and I could see him leaning against the walls of his prison - home -, as he thought."He wants something from that child.""Child? She seemed like an adult who knew what she was doing.""It can’t be 500 years old" I said gesturing with one hand as if I was pulling away a smoke in front of me "a child."He snitched."Of course, of course... I pity YOUR child."I raised one of my eyebrows."What do you mean by that?" I asked and I could hear that audacious demon, laughing low as he tried to break."Nothing, my lord" he lied shamelessly and for a moment I was about to question him, but something even better came up in front of me."What did you say?" Asra’s voice was like a deadly dagger that could be heard even by those who were far away, near the doors of the hall."Ah... I just wanted to greet Santa, sin

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱"Shit" I mumbled "Do you want to die?"Asra was not even paying attention to me, she stared at the back of the platinum thing that, by chance, sighed."You were impulsive," the thing muttered and Calisto, who looked at both of them with that annoying potato face, seemed FINALLY to understand what was happening."I..." Asra looked at the floor."You were dumb, now undo the fucking sealing.""Sealing?" she blinked and only then realized."Do you think this little theater has convinced anyone? Do you think this will pass?" Calisto grumbled with his hands down his throat "what the hell happened to you, Asra?"He seemed lost and at the same time confused."Boring' I thought and leaned on the throne."The dance will end here, Bel has already ordered everyone to disperse... so why not stop this Grrrrr clowning... I’m the king! And we go to our rooms? Tomorrow you talk" I tried to mediate, but Asra shot Calisto with her eyes."I don’t talk to smug idiots,"