♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱That place was exactly how Asra spoke. Pain, bones and ashes. In all my existence I did not think I would see something so depressing again."What really happened here?"She sighed."They didn’t have enough young people for the tribute" murmured "so they killed all the old people they found and took all the women from the place, well... almost all of them."She pointed to three children who hugged each other to deal with the cold and I couldn’t help but think of Loren.What would I do if it was my son there? I would hunt and kill whoever dared touch Loren, but who would do that for those children?I sighed.I already knew the answer, nobody."Azrael said everything would be fine..." I muttered "doesn’t look well."Asra laughed."Compare to the first time I came ? It looks a lot like paradise now."My eyes widened wide."How?"She shrugged her shoulders."Everyone was hungry, dressed in rags and completely ragged."It was hard to believe, but I didn’t

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱My eyes opened slowly, it was dark, it seemed cold and I could still hear whispers, someone seemed to whine."How can you sleep at a time like this?" A familiar voice questioned me, a voice that made my heart warm."Quinn?" I called her and could hear her low laugh."Hello, mon Chéri..." she returned "will you really stay asleep? She’s scared, she thinks you’re gonna die" Quinn said as she sighed, sitting next to me.My body was heavy."What happened?" I asked as she tried to sit down and she sighed."Hummm, who knows? I can’t remember all the soldiers my father created, but I think you were wounded with one of Samael’s weapons."The weapons of Samael.He might have fallen, but his weapons had been trapped in Eden with his father and brothers.They condemned him for creating them, and now they used the weapons they so abhorred. That place was really full of hypocrisy, it was depressing.Literally depressing."How?" I asked "how are you here?"Quinn

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"Don’t die" I had said, but now, I was over him, his hands held my hip and his lips sealed mine.I had lost my mind, right? No, he was fine, his body was at the right temperature, his eyes were fixed on me and his lips...I felt my breath fail as Callisto pulled me closer."Don’t blame me after..." he muttered as he kissed me again.I knew what that meant.'Don’t blame me, don’t treat me like you’re just here for it'.It was a fair trade.I slid my fingers down the back of his neck and intertwined his hair pulling them and forcing him to stare at me."Don’t treat me like a street whore and I won’t blame you" I said feeling my voice much rougher than it normally was, but Calisto smiled, he just smiled and his eyes shone with some satisfaction."As you wish... dear" purred and his hands hurried over my body, he strummed each of my curves, kissed my neck, my breasts and when we finally got rid of the clothes, I felt his body glued to mine again.I felt his fangs thrus

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱Our feet had barely touched the floor of Lucifer’s palace and Azrael was already coming to us."Majesty!" He seemed concerned and it made me question whether Azrael was a good actor or just dumb enough to put his God above all else.Well, in the end it wasn’t like it was really relevant or important. A traitor was still a traitor and Azrael was clearly one."I just learned about the incident in the village," he said as a worried commander and friend and my eyes shot him."Just now?" My lips bowed briefly, "You’re very uninformed, aren’t you, Azrael?"The fallen looked at me, the face serious, impassive."I don’t know what you mean, Miss Asra.""Do 15 hours since the incident in the village, 15 hours and was only informed now?"My words were sharp because I knew I needed them.You had to be sharp if you wanted to trap him, force him to tell the truth."In case you don’t know, I am the commander of the King’s forces and that means I have work to do in addition to tak

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱When I awoke, Asra still slept beside Loren and for a moment I wished to remain there, only to allow myself to stay; just to lie there looking at the two while waiting for one of them to awaken, but I realized I could not.He could not because a village that had the attention of the king was invaded again, he could not because there were angels in the territory of Lucifer and for a moment I thanked her for not being there.Lucifer didn’t deserve what they were doing to his home. She didn’t deserve what they did to her and what they were trying to tarnish her name - she was, like Quinn, someone who truly cared about those damn mortals.It was cruel.Really cruel.Her father, her creator - had thrown her away by supporting her sister, had plucked her wings as the last act of cowardice and thrown all her brothers against her.Lucifer was condemned to save Loren, to bring me Quinn’s last memory.I felt my chest tighten.She didn’t deserve it and all I c