《Hell’s Consort》Hell's Consort
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Archdemon Empress Luna
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"You wanted to go outside," Luna said out loud as she threw daggers at him with her eyes, not daring to take her eyes off him.
Goddess!
She had to stop herself from chasing after him, who had advanced towards the Summer Faerie holding the long and shiny golden trumpet he desired in a rather boorish manner.
The Archdemon of Sloth might look like a lithe and delicate man with wisps of light blond hair, leaf green eyes and long limbs from god-knew-what Realm they could introduce where he reigned as a prince was, but he still towered over the three beekeepers.
Luna could feel that the sylphs in charge of collecting honey from the beeswax noticed the commotion and regarded them with alarm, thinking that the ladies were in trouble.
It took everything in her power not to physically grab the Archdemon Familiar by the arm and drag him in his place where he belonged…where Ravin also belonged.
Behind her.
He hadn't done anything yet, but from the coiled tension in his muscles, the blond and pretty Archdemon felt like he was about to strike and steal the trumpet any minute by now.
Luna was wiping the sweat off her brow when she reminded her familiar again, "I have allowed you to outside to get some fresh air."
"I'm just curious, that's all." Sloth said, and from the amusement in his voice, Luna figured out that the bastard was smiling. "It's not like I'm doing anything about it."
Ravin snickered, "Are we supposed to thank you for treating us like dogs tied on a leash?" He shrugged as he scanned his gaze towards the horizon where nothing except large red flowers can be found. "I'm unimpressed since I was in the Vampire Realm for a long time--"
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Luna had to watch Apollyon's reaction to seeing if he found Ravin offensive, but her husband was fixated on Sloth.
He didn't care about Ravin at the moment.
"--but the change of scenery in the Summer Realm is great compared to the Vampire Realm, so I will go easy on my Amare and be obedient."
"Don't mess with their work, Sloth." Apollyon backed her up and stepped forward to speak to him—man to man. "I'm warning you."
"Apollyon--" Closing her eyes, Luna scratched her head in frustration and sighed.
Hopefully, this situation wouldn't blow out of proportion.
The moment she opened them, Luna placed her hands on her hips and snapped at her familiars, "Let's go back to the Summer Castle. We still had things to do. "
She turned her back in an instant, expecting them to follow her.
They still need to search for Princess Ourania's paintings!
Only silence followed him as she stomped her foot into the direction of the Summer Castle.
Her sensitive ears perked up at the sound of Sloth's whisper, "Thank you, Lune, for listening to my request, Lune. Even just for a few minutes."
Lips parting in a gasp, Luna was shocked and speechless when she heard someone blow the trumpets.
She twirled around and saw Sloth at the top of a tree as his demon wings flapped while he played the instrument.
Busy bees with large eyes and black and yellow stripes on their bodies buzzed so loud that they could make all of their ears bleed swarm around the apiary.
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Vampire King Apollyon
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Apollyon had to accept the truth that he wasn't powerful enough.
Neither of Luna's Familiars was afraid of him in the first place, nor are they scared of Luna as their Master, and it left a bitter taste in his mouth.
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It was either that this entire situation meant nothing to her and just explained it as Sloth's boredom about Hell, or... he was soaking all the visual information in these foreign lands so that he could plot against them in silence and strike at them at the right time.
Honestly, Sloth can control those bees if he learned how to use the trumpet and used it to gain an advantage.
It appeared that Luna was blind to the possibility as they walked through the corridors back in the Summer Castle.
His wife dismissed Sloth's behavior as playful and not a threat to their safety.
"Luna." Apollyon abruptly said in the awkward silence. "I want to speak to you in private."
"Ravin and Sloth." Narrowing her eyes at them, Luna jabbed a finger at their chest. "Stay here both of you until my husband, and I get back to fetch you."
Luna counted about twenty rooms which they had already passed before her husband stirred her into a secluded corner by holding her by the forearm.
She yelped when he pushed her against the wall.
"Wife." Apollyon began in a gruff murmur, "As a Familiar of two Archdemon Familiars, do you have a backbone in telling them 'no' when you don't want them to do something..or do you have a soft spot for this Sloth?"
"Apollyon." She let out a nervous chuckle, and his hackles rose.
Did she brush the serious situation off?
He scowled.
"They're just bees, and I let him enjoy controlling them with the Fae's trumpet just for a minute! There was no harm done, alright?" She defended him, and the strain was evident when her voice became higher. "The bastard was so horrible at calling them over that only a few of them returned."
Shaking his head, he pressed on, "Wife. This isn't a laughing matter." His arms lifted to put his hands on her shoulders as he shook her gently, "Do you understand me?"
Even if they were her Familiars, one could never be too careful, especially that Ravin can behave the opposite of Sloth in an instant.
"You don't know how to wield this power. You shouldn't be a Master with that thinking you have." Apollyon explained further as he stared into her wide emerald eyes, "These aren't your pets, Luna. You are controlling Archdemons here. One wrong move, and it is a life and death situation." His wife deserved an earful for letting Sloth's behavior slide. "Never be too lenient about them, and I would remind you over and over just in case you forgot."
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