Hell’s Consort

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The Empress Luna

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It was effortless for Luxen to invade Sloth's Marriage Suite, carry her over his shoulder, and got her out of there without a struggle.

Luna had bet that Luxen had a lot of experience marauding Castles both from Hell and the Underworld, stealing wives left and right wherever he found something of interest.

There was no point in screaming when Luna knew that the Archdemon of Sloth couldn't help her as Luxen kidnapped her right under his sleeping nose.

Luxen's footsteps were unnecessarily loud.

The bastard had the nerve to chuckle when they passed over sleeping beauty with his mouth hanging open on the husband's chamber, oblivious that Luna was already gone.

If there were a war between the Circles of Hell, Sloth would be the first one to lose and overthrown, no doubt about it.

Luna realized that she hadn't seen many servants around Sloth's Castle, so she can safely assume that he didn't have too many subjects in his kingdom.

Philip and Simone were nowhere to be found.

She guessed they were too afraid to involve themselves with powerful Archdemons who visited the Castle.

Luna wouldn't blame them, though.

It was self-preservation to stay out of harm's way.

Let an Archdemon deal with another Archdemon must be their motto…

Or they were used to other Archdemons walking in and out of the Castle without permission, so they didn't even bother guarding it, driving them away.

Sloth had probably welcomed any form of companionship because he had lived too long in solitude along with his animals and his two servants.

After all, his people must have been embarrassed that they had him—a clumsy, strange, lethargic weirdo—as a King.

That was why they left.

Plus, the weather must have been awful in the Land of the Storms, and the sunshine rarely visited this gloomy Kingdom.

  The Archdemon of Lust will obviously mock Sloth for this the next time they see each other again—if there was a next time.

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Luna took a week to recover from that simple prick of the angel blade that her 'husband' had sampled on her first to see its effects.

  Luxen should have sampled it with Lilith first and drive it straight through the heart and help Luna solve one of her problems, but no!

The bastard had chosen to wound her first then gave the angel blade as a gift after suffering from paralysis.

  'What a wonderful husband!' Luna thought angrily as her hand flexed on the said 'angel blade' strapped at the side of her thigh.

As a token of apology, Luxen had given her a thin and flexible, custom-made leather sheath encrusted with diamonds for her angel blade so that she could safely attach it to her leg, which would go along well with any outfit.

Her lips had flattened to a curl as she stared at him with cold, hard eyes, but it abruptly shifted the moment her gaze laid on the fancy sheath when he presented it to her.

As an Amazon, Luna had loved acquiring new weapons and creating cool and durable sheaths for them but never one this pretty and luxurious.

She had forgotten her passion for weapons ever since she had experienced how wielding magic was much easier but now, seeing Luxen's gift made her blink rapidly and stare at it in open amazement.

Clearing her throat, Luna frowned to hide her excitement the moment Luxen smirked.

When Luxen smirked, warning bells ring in her head.

He had found a potential weakness, giving him another idea for manipulation.

Luna didn't want him to know just by the expression on her face.

The Archdemon was still an annoying manwhore to her, and that shouldn't change despite her gifts. 

These Archdemons were good manipulators, and they had practiced the art ever since they were born.

It took a whole damn week for the numbness of her body to fade and to feel the blood flowing on her veins again.

She did get better, but the experience almost made her half-crazy.

  She was incapacitated in a private bedroom chamber in Luxen's Kingdom, and the only thing she could do was black out, wake up, stare at the ceiling, and clench her fists, praying to the goddesses to help her with this frustrating circumstance.

Luna didn't wish to be a victim, but she must admit that Luxen had good taste in sheaths, but that didn't mean she would let her slide.

'Wait.' Luna paused as she thought carefully, 'There seemed to be an underlying pattern she noticed when it came to men.'

When the men she had encountered—Kings and Archdemon Princes--apologize… 

They knew they did something wrong, of course, but do they think that women would accept their half-assed apology with expensive and luxurious gifts if it were something that women really liked?

Did they think that by promising her the world--telling her they wouldn't hurt her and protect her-and the naive woman who fell in love made a mistake of believing, then they proceed to hurt the said woman, anyway?

These entitled m*therfu*kers were the reason why so many women from different Realms turned crazy like Lilith!

Luna could see a reoccurring pattern between these types of men, and she had witnessed this from her husband, Apollyon, before.

Perhaps, Kings and Princes were naturally narcissistic.

They believed that everything would be alright and forgiven after giving a 'thoughtful' gift.

'Wasn't this a way to bait every woman into accepting every bullshit they throw at her because she would accept the apology, anyway, because they felt happy after receiving a 'token of their love'?'

Manipulative f*cked up men--especially Archdemons--were really dangerous.

It would be nice if they changed for themselves with their own decisions like what Apollyon had done because he didn't want to lose her.

Was this why the gods and the goddesses made her experience that kind of toxic love from Apollyon earlier in their relationship so that she could easily recognize the difference between the real sheep and the wolf in sheepskin?