Hell’s Consort

New Chapter for the Highest Tier (June 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Luna lifted her face to look at his bright blue eyes since she can't see a thing from the telescope anymore. "Who do you think taught the High Priests and Priestesses to create all these tools by themselves to observe the skyand spread their knowledge to the rest?"

"You remembered what King Oberon and Queen Titania said about the Faerie Tea Party?" Apollyon murmured as he stared at her, his long black eyelashes fanning through his high cheekbones, and she drank in the sigh of his relaxed face.

A strong breeze ruffled and played with their hair as it passed by, and Luna shivered from the cold.

Her nostrils could also detect the fresh smells of pine trees with a hint of lavender clinging to her husband's tunic. "It was the Watchers who taught the First Faeries, the magic of the Heavens. But later, it became corrupted since the Angels tasked to watch over all creatures broke their covenant with the Highest God."

  "Magic had become convoluted as it passed down to the next generation." Luna commented as she leaned closer over her husband's large, masculine form.

Being with him made her feel protective, and she couldn't help but gravitate towards him. "I would have assumed it would be the gods and the goddesses, Apollyon."

"In the past, the gods and goddesses were very particular when it came to sharing knowledge to the creatures in the Material Realm. They had to make sure that the individual could be trusted after observing them from afar." Apollyon said firmly as she listened intently, nodding in agreement. Her husband must have read all sorts thousands of books and grimoires to know all these things.  "They watch what  they do with their life and judge the choices they have made. They valued consistency, potential and resolve of their chosen to fulfill its destiny."

"Just like how the Goddess of the Underworld had chosen me for the second time, Apollyon."

Apollyon's gaze on her green eyes dropped to her chest when he noted, "You have the Mark of the Triple Moon Goddess in your chest." It remained there as he raised a hand to rub the back of his neck in chagrin. "The Mother, the Maiden and the Crone." Apollyon's spine straightened.

He stood taller as if he already made up his mind and reached out his hand to pull her bodice lower.

Apollyon let out a soft growl when he saw her tattoos… or was it because of her cleavage?

"It's beautiful and it suits  you." Apollyon's sounded drugged, and his Prussian Blue eyes were hooded. "I like seeing it on your pale skin."

"I have no idea about its purpose." Luna replied grimly as she watched him bite his lower lip. 

Apollyon's s wide shoulders tensed as if he realized something. "She basically left a Mark on you, warning others that she chose you for a mission. That meant she didn't want other gods and goddesses to mess with you or they would be facing her wrath."

"I find it suspicious but I trust the Goddess Hecate to protect me from Archdemons."

  "It makes me jealous."  Apollyon squinted at the tattoos as his hand caressed the edge of her bodice.

She shivered a little when his cool fingertips tracing Hecate's symbol on the top of her breasts.

It felt like tiny sparks of lightning infused themselves in her bloodstream. "I want to leave a mark on you as well. So that every one will know you are mine."

"No need. I am already mated to you." Luna reassured him as she lifted her arm to stroke the ruffled waves of hair on his forehead due to the strong breeze. "All the creatures around us already know I'm  yours since we are pretty much inseparable." 

  "Your natural scent have mixed with mine that was why I felt more drawn to you. I think it would be enough." Apollyon replied as one corner of his lips curved upwards, showing male satisfaction. "For now." He inclined his head, and Luna's arm dropped to her side after fixing her husband's hair. "You can access Magic from the Underworld as Hecate's High Priestess, right?" 

"I think I can try but I doubt I am Hecate's High Priestess, Apollyon." Luna shrugged. "It might have some adverse effects. I am not a virgin anymore so I'm not eligible to become one."

  "Hmmm." He rubbed his chin in contemplation. 

"I work with Archdemon Magic all the time so that I could get used to it more than anything. It's fairly new but I am slowly improving my skills after all the horrible training those Archdemons have put me through. But the Goddess communicate to me sometimes even if I am not her High Priestess." Luna replied as she masked the worry she felt from her husband's inquisition. "I think she marked me so that I cold hear her messages better." 

She hadn't told him about the sleeping Lilith trapped inside her.

Her husband had no idea that the conjurer had only called Luna back to her own body without exorcising the Archdemon of Envy.

Would it be right to tell him now, or should she do it later?

She didn't think tonight was the right time.

"When was the exact moment The Goddess Hecate gave you the Mark of the Triple Moon Goddess? Maybe, that would give us clues on why she decided to give them to you."

"I don't know the exact moment the Goddess had given me this since it was already there when I woke up. I was unconscious when the Archdemon of Gluttony rescued—"

"Stop." Apollyon cut her off and snarled, his brows a downward slash towards his glabella, "I don't want to hear about those Archdemons anymore."

He clenched his fists in anger when she mentioned her Archdemon husband.

Luna continued, even if he had already turned his back away from her. "He told me that I had drowned into a lake and then a large Lotus Flower from the lake trapped me inside, coating me with Angel Dust. I thought Hecate's Mark would help me get out Inferno but it was actually you who conjured me back  to my physical vessel."