♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱My hair was dirty, my clothes were dirty and even my face had some blood when I got to my office."I liked that outfit" I grumbled throwing the bag of bones over the enchanted stone."You like all your clothes" Belial finally that with irony in his voice "so does that really mean anything?"I rolled my eyes as I flicked my earring."Shut up, no one here asked your opinion and you saw well everything I had to go through!""Well... didn’t you look for it?"I popped my tongue in the roof of my mouth."Since when did you become so rude? Frankly...""I should address you with more pomp and care, oh, Your Majesty, the great prince of lust, the star of the ninth territory" Belial scoffed and held the impetus to take that earring where the existence of the little demon was stored and throw it into the larval sea.There were a thousand things I could do to fuck with your life and existence -, but still... I didn’t."One day..." I muttered "one day I will th
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱Tecidos.There were fabrics and more fabrics everywhere.The women spoke and spoke and it was clear in Asra’s face that she was exhausted."You didn’t sleep well, did you?" I grumbled.She had lied to me when she said yes and also when she told me to go back to sleep."Not exactly" muttered "I’m just tired" said shrugging "don’t worry about that, pretty."How the hell could I not worry?Asra seemed exhausted since she had started those preparations and in the last days - she practically did not sleep.My lips closed and a beak formed over them."Stop" I grumbled "why do you keep acting like it doesn’t matter? You’re obviously tired."The crimson eyes stared at me, it was almost as if she was wondering if it was real. If I really was toasting with her, and for a moment I realized how much things had changed.Now... I didn’t even tremble when Asra stared at me like that. I was not afraid that she would just leave me."Okay... I’m wrong, I’m sorry" thos
♱ •⋅ 1750 A.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱My eyes were heavy, but I refused to sleep. I refused because I didn’t want to see her again.I didn’t want to risk crying in front of Loren again."You look tired, Dad..." he said as he touched my face and I smiled.At least for him, my smile was not forced."I’ve worked a lot lately" I said and that wasn’t entirely a lie."I know," he said leaning his head against my shoulder "but now we’re almost home, right? Then you won’t have so much trouble...I let out a snitch laugh.I wanted those sweet words to be true - but unlike what Loren said, I had A LOT of work delayed thanks to the time I spent in Lucifer’s territory.Everything would be much faster if it were not our coming and going using a method as outdated as carriages, but what could we do? I would not leave my son for so long alone and using teleport or magical means for transportation could lead to trouble for Loren.Anything that could cause oscillation in his power - it was strictly forb
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱I stared at that door for a long time while waiting and soon the purple eyes I waited for - finally -, appeared.She was smiling at me."Sorry for the delay..." Cali said and it was visible on her blushing face that she had made every effort to arrive on time.Good.She had failed miserably, she was seven minutes late.Smile.A forced and distinct smile. I couldn’t say she was late, it wasn’t something that would be well-regarded or expected from the role I was playing."Don’t worry" lied "I just got here."I lied to you again.I was there 20 minutes ago."Really? Oh! That’s good!" She said leaning back the door "I thought I left you here to wait, usually I leave early is that with the dance..." her fingers touched their own lips when she realized she would not stop talking "sorry... I said too much, right? It’s obvious you know how messed up everything is because of the dance..."I let out a puffed laugh and held her hand, taking it from her lips an
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱I took a deep breath.Calisto was back. He was back and the dance would start in a few hours."Don’t move," the seamstress who made the last adjustments to my outfit muttered "it’s perfect..."Yeah. I knew, but I didn’t care.I was too anxious to think about that stupid dress, or even the color I would wear in a few hours, the trim or blah blah blah blah.I was about to go to the dance, see Callisto and... I’d see him with Asra.Just the idea of that image of the past that I relived so many times - made my heart freeze.Asra clinging to Calisto’s arm, smiling at him... dancing with him.My chest was sore.Maybe... I shouldn’t go."Duchess!" one of the maids called her and when I turned, she was there. The only problem was the way I moved abruptly, which made the poor seamstress stick me with one of her pins."Alas!" I cried and Asra’s eyes fixed on me."Are you okay?" he asked me approaching.Smile.Was she worried about me? Why did something like th
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱"What do you think of that?" Abbadon asked me for the fifth time and I denied it."It doesn’t seem enough...""Hummm..." she pulled another mask, now had details made with gold wires and rubies. Two serpents joined at the end, intertwining."That?"Smile, a big, wide smile."This is going to be the one, but..." I touched my hair with my fingertips "do you think Dad would allow me to use magic to change my hair color?"Abbadon stared at me with a raised eyebrow."But your hair is beautiful, young master... why would you change your color?"I sighed.I also liked the color of my hair and it had not changed, but... that night, I wanted them different."I want to be faithful to the tales" I muttered sitting in bed with my face slightly sullen "the tales speak of a knight with ruby eyes and golden hair, I can change my eyes with lenses, but the hair... he would look so good with magic.""Wouldn’t a wig be a better option?"I bit my lip hard."Eh... I think
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱"Let’s go" I said finishing casting the last spell on the fox mask."Thank you" the blond man in front of me said and I rolled my eyes as I threw that mask on his chest."Yeah, yeah..." I muttered and the blond laughed."You look pissed off."Cynical."We’ll be late if you make me waste even more time."The being of medium hair and eyes of Angelus smiled, a smile of pure mischief. I was being too cheeky, but I would forgive.I would forgive because that damn face that was now covered by the white fox mask - was absurdly beautiful.I sighed and with a snap of my fingers, I made shadows envelop us both. We would be in the castle before the bastard Calisto dared to step on that ball - after all, as much as he liked to get in trouble with him, he was still polite enough not to break some rules.The shadows swallowed us and as the rabbit mask covered my face, I saw the walls of my palace disappear and the golden doors of Asra’s palace appear."Wow" the
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱The ball had begun and as host, I had been the first among those with a great title - to enter."The duchess first duchess of the first territory, Asra Rubet Ignis, the first of her name, lady of the flames, the phoenix of Bernieri’s empire" announced to me and when I entered, those sharp eyes behind all the masks fixed on me.I raised my head - just as Asra would and brought the fan she held close to her chest. That was supposed to be Elaine’s ball - it was supposed to be the perfect time for her to shine and I wouldn’t allow anything to go wrong."Lady..." a mere countess addressed me, her sharp eyes were fixed in the place more to the corner of the hall, the one with couches and armchairs near the throne "I know I may be being rude as soon as I greet your grace, but... the duchess doesn’t think about leaving all the princes together, does she?"My lips arched into a half-moon as I waited. I waited to see how far that creature’s boldness would go."I believe your