《Hell’s Consort》Hell's Consort
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Archdemon Empress Luna
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"Please do answer the question, Vampire King." The Archdemon of Sloth's green eyes lit with an inner glow of mischief. Yet, he wasn't looking at her husband, who stood between her and Ravin. Instead, his cold, calculating gaze rested on her. He might have called the Vampire King by his title, but Luna knew that the statement was addressed to her. "If Xerxes and Princess Sapphire decided to come along with us in this journey, they need to know why we aren't slaying everyone on sight like they expected us to do."
"I decided that I am not ready to answer your question yet, Xerxes. Neither will I disclose anything about Ravin and Sloth, nor would I bite to their bait if Princess Sapphire hadn't woken up yet. I don't like to repeat myself, you see?" Luna answered as she ground her teeth like how his dare had rubbed against her annoyance, "Would that be alright with you, Xerxes?"
Ravin's words might be inaudible, but she swore she heard him mutter, "Coward."
"You, of all people, know I'm not a coward, Ravin!" She shot back.
"Expose your true identity to Princess Sapphire and Xerxes right now, Amare. Sloth and I are only looking out for the juveniles in our group. Keeping secrets and revealing them at such an inopportune time will be a hard concoction to swallow. They deserved to know the truth."
The bastard had the nerve to chuckle, "You and your secrets, Lune."
The Archdemon of Sloth was really testing her patience with his thoughtless comments.
Luna would have commanded his Familiar to shut up and make his wish come true.
Didn't he just tell her that he was tired and exhausted to decode the artwork?
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If the Archdemon of Sloth wasn't an intelligent scholar, she wouldn't waste his time.
Luna would shut him up and put him to sleep like Princess Sapphire as he wanted a long time ago.
Luna narrowed her eyes at Sloth for too long that her husband's fingers had clasped her wrist like it was a manacle, as if he was worried that she had fallen from her Familiar's obnoxious and non-existent charms.
Black butterflies fluttered in her stomach when her Familiar flashed her an innocent smile.
Luna broke eye contact with her Archdemon Familiar to shift her attention back to her husband.
Apollyon still appeared glorious even at night… but there was only one problem.
Why was the Vampire King felt suddenly awkward and dead quiet around here?
He never spoke to her that much ever since the men began to haul Princess Ourania's paintings from Xerxes' muddy sack.
Apollyon had tapped his foot to the ground like a restless vampire on blood withdrawal as he watched the two paintings were drawn on linen stretched across a wooden frame.
They were easier to carry around instead of the wooden panel.
The three remaining paintings—sketches of people--were the smallest in size since they were created on parchment.
These drawings were the easiest to handle.
After looking at them, they could just roll them and shove them inside their makeshift drawstring bags for safekeeping.
She also had a hard time meeting her husband's gaze after the earlier slaughter, just like how she couldn't bear to look at Sloth's face when Sir Tristan's decapitation ensued at the arena.
Perhaps, her husband had understood why she was aloof, so he decided to be distant as well.
Earlier, he had withdrawn from Sloth, Apollyon and Ravin for the meantime that she could get her emotions under control.
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Witnessing Sloth's antics as he frolicked with the detached head of the Summer Fae General made her mind recall the bloodshed over and over until her stomach heaved.
Yet, Luna swallowed her saliva before she would vomit in front of these men.
Apollyon seemed to be on edge tonight as his vicious aura crackled with electricity.
She tilted her head curiously to one side and pursed her lips.
Was he mad at her for something she hadn't figured out?
She had a few seconds to take one good look at him to see how he was after Apollyon had beheaded the Fae General with his sword.
His dark hair was as messy as a bird's nest, which covered his dark and stormy blue eyes.
Dried blood stained his grey tunic.
Luna felt a slight tremor on his fingers as he held her forearm.
No. Maybe, she got it wrong. Her husband wasn't irritable and exhausted.
Yet, Luna could tell that his mood had a sudden change.
"Wife." The Vampire King's deep male voice was seductive as one sharp fingernail trailed across her soft skin. "Is there some secret that the Archdemons know that I don't?"
Luna's posture straightened because the question sounded close to a menace, and her body became too hypersensitive to her husband's next move.
"No. Nothing, husband. I already told you everything." Luna bit her lower lip. Her blood boiled deliciously, and it made her shiver. "I swear to the mating bond that I am not hiding any secrets from you anymore."
"Good." Apollyon growled low as he squeezed her wrist firmly, "I would rip out someone's throat if you still lie to me."
"Princess Sapphire and I would rather trust the Empress and the Vampire King than listen to the ramblings of Archdemons." Xerxes reply was sarcastic as he caressed the Summer Princess's brow. "We can wait. Please tell us everything once Princess Sapphire rises from her slumber."
He settled his free hand under both of her thighs and lifted her body up, and carried her towards the makeshift beds where Luna had dozed off before the Summer Militia disturbed them.
Rere, the whelp, was already there, snoring peacefully with its wide-open mouth and twisted torso,
"I am a bit grateful to the Vampire King for putting the Summer Princess to sleep." Xerxes told them as he put Princess Sapphire down, "Her mind and body were exhausted after taking care of me while I was sick. She was too stubborn to listen to me that she needed to rest. You compelled her to do that."
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