Hell’s Consort

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The Empress Luna

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Snowflakes had started falling in her lap.

Luna caught them with her hand, holding them as if they were fragile little ice fairies.

She cupped the snowflakes in her hand, and when she looked heavenwards, they see the Northern Lights dancing in the purple sky as the snow crystals fall over them.

She watched the beautiful scene in amazement.

Luna had never seen the skylights shift into yellow, dark purple, and green in a natural setting without magical interference.

The blue-grey light suddenly turned red-orange, raising the hairs on her arms and giving her goosebumps.

It had appeared like a spooky omen but still ethereal nonetheless.

  Luna was sure this wasn't Luxen's doing.

When she had glanced at him, Luxen was as amazed as she was.

The Archdemon of Lust had displayed a wide grin as he examined them.

He told her that they were hunting for the Northern Lights.

From his expression, Luna had concluded that Luxen didn't entirely expect them to appear.

"Slow down." The Archdemon of Lust commanded at the servant who held the rope.

The demon servant immediately pulled the harness with skill, and their speed decelerated into a slower pace, controlling the wolves effectively.

The artic landscape was stunning.

Luna could consider Luxen's Kingdom as a Winter Wonderland.

Its dark and vast winter skies had highlighted billions of stars, which were already stunning in itself, but if the Northern Lights accompanied them?

It was already game over. 

Luna's entire being was focused on the Aurora Borealis, thinking that she wouldn't see something like this ever again.

Her goal was to come back to the Vampire Realms.

Naturally, she wasn't going to stay here forever, and not even King Lucifer could stop her from escaping.

She had to learn how to open portals to other realms and dimensions quickly without alerting her future mentor—Ravin and Luxen's uncles with her abilities.

Luna wondered if playing dumb with these Archdemons would work. Luna had to play this game smarter. 

"Stop." Luxen had ordered his servant abruptly.

That single word uttered with a deep, dark voice full of power made her flinch. 

As soon as the sled stopped, the Archdemon of Lust jumped out of his seat in a hurry and circled the snow vehicle to her side.

He bowed his head and offered his hand, along with that signature smirk of his.

Luna carefully stood up from her seat, brushed the snow from her red coat, and rubbed her hands together to keep them warm before placing her hand on Luxen.

This Archdemon hadn't even included gloves for her hands, but it was alright.

She will survive without it.

Gloves weren't the problem.

Luna's problem was that she was getting used to the Archdemon of Lust's presence.

She missed Apollyon, wishing with all her heart that he was here instead, but it can't be done.

Settling for a manwhore will never be an option.

Luna didn't want to be rude about it and break it to him. 

Should she keep stringing her along, or should she reject him outright?

She had stayed in Luxen's sex dungeon in a world where she didn't belong.

It was still a relief to know that Luna wasn't alone, even if the reason for her suffering was these damned Archdemons.

Nevertheless, Luna accepted Luxen's assistance if this was the only way to repay him for staying in his Castle for free.

She wouldn't accept her designated role as a wife.

Luna would prefer being called a parasite or something wholesome like a roommate.

Entertained by her thoughts, Luna noticed that Luxen had held her hand as they walked in a light snowfall, leaving the demon servant with the winter wolves.

They had walked for a quarter-mile to 'goddess-knows-where,' and the snow-covered ground was getting thicker and out-of-control.

Luna's shoes were flat, but she still tripped a couple of times.

Luxen was quite happy to aid her every time her legs get buried by a deep snow-covered pit they didn't expect.

The Archdemon had a good laugh every time Luna slipped into an unseen hole, and he had to pull her out. 

"You were having fun watching me suffer, no?" Gritting her teeth, Luna squeezed Luxen's hand hard, complaining, "Why don't we use our wings and fly to where you wanted to go?"

"Do you even know how to use your wings?" Luxen asked, showing her a sarcastic grin, "You are too lazy to lift them that is why you stumble."

"Shush." An impatient snort. "Don't remind me." 

  "Where do you want to go?" Drawing an icy breath, Luna released it before speaking again, "Do I have to go along?"

Luna glanced up into the green-purple skies and murmured in disappointment, "I am content watching the Northern Lights on the sled."

"Be patient." Luxen squeezed her hand, and she couldn't figure out if it were for warmth or comfort.

"We are almost there." The Archdemon's next words rushed with excitement. "I promise you that place had a better view of the Aurora Borealis."

After another three-minute walk, they arrived at the destination.

The spectrum of green and yellow was stronger here as it appeared on the horizon.

The multi-colored wisps billowed and danced in the sky in the howling wind.

Both of them stood in a frozen lake in the middle of nowhere as the spectacular display blazed in the sky. 

The Northern Lights were so bright and so active as if they had always been there.

Luna didn't believe it when Luxen told her that he had been waiting for it for weeks.

The Aurora Borealis was as elusive as a beautiful goddess.

She and Luxen had the rare chance to watch it until the very last second.

"Wow." Luna voiced her wonder as her lips parted, astonished. "Do they call it the Northern Lights because it can be found on the North?"

The Archdemon raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, Domina." He leaned closer to her as he looked her in the eyes. "You couldn't find the Northern Lights in the South either. My servant could easily tell which direction the Aurora would mostly appear."

"Oh." The moment Luna turned her head to ask him more questions, Luxen's sensual lips swooped in and kissed her.