♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"Sorry..." I whispered as Elaine closed the door behind us.I had been impulsive, had been stupid, but when Samael - the angel who was able to torture even his brothers -, told me in front of me that Callisto had "allowed" him to take Elaine the next day... - it was like hearing that the king had surrendered the saint to the gallows."Asra..." she called me and I shuddered."I am so sorry...""Stop apologizing," she muttered."But..." I raised my face to face her. She was definitely mad, I could see even if she hadn’t taken off her mask - I ruined her prom...Elaine sighed, a sigh too long."Asra, it was your prom.""But...""Asra..." her fingers touched my mask and I felt my eyes burn.I was a mess.It had become a complete mess from the moment I realized what I was doing and in my head, Asra laughed, laughed."Stupid human, you really can be fun!" she’d say with laughter, and I didn’t know how to feel.I knew the weight of my actions, I knew it well because for m

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱I stared at Dad as he lay in bed with a huge storybook."Daddy?""Hi, dear," he answered me with a smile."You look sad... Dad. Did something happen?"His mouth opened, but then it closed."I just remembered that I have a lot of accumulated work" he lied.Dad was a liar.I sighed."Does that mean you won’t read to me tomorrow?"He denied it with his head."No matter how busy I may be, I’ll still be here to put you to sleep."Smile.He’d probably only do it for three or four days, but still... I was happy."Really?""Even" he said and I snuggled up to him when I finished buttoning my pajamas."Loren" he called me "what did you... think of the dance?"I pressed the ribbon that was still on my wrist, tied to it - as the blond boy had left.Smile."It was amazing, like a fairy tale," I said and Dad’s face seemed to become happier."How nice... I thought I might have gotten tired," he said and stroked my hair."No!" I hurried to say "I danced with Abbadon!

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"Why are you crying?" I was not able to not ask and the tearful eyes that so much resembled two grenades stared at me."Because... I am happy."She said as she sniffed and as she had done so many times, I dried her tears with lingering kisses all over her face. I felt her cheeks warm with each kiss and when I walked away to face the feared duchess, she looked more like a blushing child."When did you become so unfair?" she muttered as her arms wrapped around my hip.Smile."I don’t know... I think knowing that you’re in love with me... makes me safe, confident, happy..." I muttered, feeling my face blush and Asra’s lips arched upwards seductively."My Elaine is really amazing" she whispered with her face next to mine and I could feel my heart miss too many beats for my own good, my lungs forget the proper way to pump air and what was left of blood in my body... just went straight up to my face.Hearing her talk like that and so conscious... wasn’t go

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱Amber eyes, short hair.I’d still be able to recognize that face anywhere."I hope you’ll be able to forgive me for being late," he said as he bowed in front of me.Samael.The angel Samael.No.The fallen angel - Samael. The one who fell not by choosing a side but by his own crimes in the midst of an internal war.Angels fought all over the place, but Samael... he was busy using his brothers as lab rats.It did not exist in all hell - who did not know this information -, and when I saw myself together that man, Calisto made sure to tell me.'Don’t trust Samael' he told me that night as he looked at me with the same expression as someone who really cares.Smile.In the end, it wasn’t in Samael that I couldn’t trust."Don’t worry about it" I said as I reached out to the chair "sit down, Prince Asmodeus told me he wanted to... talk."He nodded and bluntly sat at the table, his eyes fixed on me as if I were a rare creature.That look had bothered me man

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱My eyes could not turn away, even if I tried, I could not not not look at her.She was smiling. She was smiling as tears fell down her cheeks. He was smiling at the blonde woman in front of him who caressed his face and seemed to say that everything would be fine.'Where?' I asked myself as my body leaned against the wooden wall. As I went through the last months, the last years. Where had Asra stopped loving me? Where did she...'She said she would love me until her last breath, she said that...'It didn’t matter, right?No.My eyes remained fixed on both."Now... it doesn’t matter..." I heard myself whisper "I lost her."A low laugh made me turn my face to the side."Lost her?" Asmodeus asked me with eyes full of anger, but somehow... I just didn’t have the energy for him. To your mockery, your silly discussions."Prince Asmodeus" I spoke with one hand on my face "I don’t want to argue with you, so... could you leave me alone?""At peace? At peace