♱ •⋅ 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. ⋅• ♱Asmodeus danced so many times with Lucifer that for a moment I wondered if he had begun to take an interest in the inexpressive-faced, cold-voiced princess, but as soon as he fled the corners, I realized the truth: Loren was a little manipulator who was certainly involved in that situation.Smiles with Elaine hugging my arm.Thanks to my presence, none of the unpleasant nobles had dared to approach the "saint" and Elaine had danced, tasted the sweets she wanted and even talked to some nobles who seemed genuinely kind.She laid her head on my shoulder when I called her to rest beside the princes."Are you sure? What if they hate me?"I slipped my hand over yours."They are not going."'They’re just needy children' I wanted to add, but I couldn’t while she seemed so sweet and determined. I didn’t want him to feel that his efforts weren’t so great because they were easy to keep around."If you say..." she smiled at me and that smile shown beneath the star mask made my
♱ •⋅ 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. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱Calisto had given in too easily, it was so easy that I wondered if something could be wrong.I realized he’s not smart enough for that.I sighed.Now I would just have to approach the saint and take her to my tower, was far enough from the empire that I could study decently without the intrusion or annoying energy of those angels."Why did you leave before the king?" Anneliese questioned me with a glare and I stared at her with an raised eyebrow."Because I have legs," I replied snapping my tongue at the roof of my mouth.Anneliese took rules very seriously, but especially on those days when we stayed at Callisto’s palace - her habit of reprimanding me for disrespecting the king, seemed to get worse.I took a deep breath.I did not pretend to be a serious person or asshole, apart from the simple fact that I needed the king’s permission to collect new species... I really was above all else, above the empire and living my way. The truth was, I couldn’t
♱ •⋅ 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. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱I was looking for Abbadon and Loren among the people while sitting on the throne and a second later... Asra was in front of me.She had lost her mind, I knew! Being close to that thing was not safe.'It was my fault, I should have stopped it, I should have insisted that she give up that stupid idea of bringing the saint...'"WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO TREAT HER AS YOUR OWN?" Asra screamed and I stared at her in surprise."Asra?" I called her, trying to wake up the phoenix that was always by my side, that damn trance, but it didn’t work."WHO LET YOU DELIVER MY ELAINE TO THE CRAZY DRUG?"What the hell was she talking about? Yours? What did that thing do to her?"Duchess!" I tried to reason with her as I rose from the throne and now, the one in front of me didn’t even look like Asra.It was not the elegant phoenix I knew, there was no grace that always possessed in his movements. She was harsh, furious, she was like a deadly weapon and maybe it was be
♱ •⋅ 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,"
♱ •⋅ 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