Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (July 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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  "Is there an enemy you can't defeat yourself? 

He narrowed his golden eyes at each of their countenances, expecting a strong reaction. But he didn't know that Apollyon and Luna already discussed in their mind link about not giving him the power to upset them.

There was a few seconds of awkward silence as they stared at each other in their royal suite aside from the low keening wails and haunting murmurs from the tormented souls trapped in the magic circle.

Dark suspicion made the atmosphere even more sinister.

Diabolical. 

"We have." Apollyon's deep baritone rumbled like thunder as he responded coolly.

Luna noticed that her husband's emotions were erratic from the Archdemon's presence.

One moment he was calm and level-headed.

The next moment,  he would be driven to violence with just one wrong word that might set him off.

At least, the Vampire King tried his best to be more cordial despite Ravin's provocation. "Both of you will figure it out soon after the Rites of Binding."

'" I haven't seen Lilith anywhere in Hell recently." Sloth inclined his head at her curiously, and his leaf green eyes felt like they can almost see through her—skin deep.

Luna swallowed hard from his probing gaze, but she dared to look at him straight-in-the-eye to show that she wasn't afraid.

Did he figure out that Lilith found a way to get into this Realm by knitting her soul towards her physical vessel?

"She should be hanging around Satan's Castle the moment you were caught by the Grand Torturer." 

"If you don't have enemies around you in the Summer Courts and you still want me here, then you must be really in love with me rather than your husband," Ravin said, and she kept her face blank. 

In the eyes of her husband, Luna's reputation was already tainted enough after telling him the truth about Luxen shapeshifting into Apollyon and bedding her with her consent.

She didn't want to ruin it all the more now that Ravin had come into the picture.

Luna made mistakes—questionable judgments-- she would rather erase than live a life full of guilt and regret. But she learned to accept what was done and learn from it.

In the beginning, her husband had judged her for her actions, misunderstood, and reacted poorly, yet, he still gave her a second chance.

Apollyon granted her forgiveness because he loved her and trusted her that he would never betray him.

Luna had no plans of making Apollyon regret his decision. 

All she desired was to live her life with Apollyon on a clean slate without entangling herself with Archdemons… but, unfortunately,  that had proved to be an impossible feat.

She should remember that what she did in the past could come back to haunt her long after she forgot her dishonesty.

The Archdemon of Gluttony was already a walking disaster, and there wasn't only one Archdemon but two of them in the Summer Realm.

Ravin knew everything she did—all the dirty secrets in Hell that she kept from her husband--over her head as if he held the mechanism to release the weighted, angled blade of the guillotine while she waited anxiously for it to drop.

If Ravin went too far in playing with Apollyon's dark jealousy…. Oh, Goddess Hecate!

She needed help from this hopeless situation she found herself in.

Luna stood, frozen in place and unable to speak her mind.

She clutched her stomach when she felt nausea.

For a moment, she was confused if she should move closer or step away to the magic circle as her eyes ricocheted from Apollyon to the Archdemons back and forth…. back in forth.

As her anguish threatened to drive her crazy, Luna exhaled a long breath before burying her face in her hands.

How can thinking about Ravin's future threats felt mentally crippling, as if she had already positioned her head under the blade for decapitation?

Apollyon's silky dark hair fell over his forehead when the gusts of wind around the barriers diminished a bit. "I am giving you the freedom to speak your mind. In a few minutes, you will be our  future servant." 

  "What do you mean 'our'?" As he leaned forward to make sure he heard wrong, Ravin asked pointedly.

"I will be your servant?" He growled at Apollyon with glinting golden orbs behind the messy dark curls on his forehead. "Do not make me a servant to the Vampire King, Amare."

"You will become my wife's familiar." As planned, Apollyon's countenance didn't betray any reaction, and  "As her mate, her dominion over you will be extended to me."

"LIES!" Ravin bellowed as he advanced towards the barrier again to get to them, but he bounced back, his skin black-and-blue from the impact.  "Amare! Tell me that this bastard is lying to me."

"Wife. Stop engaging these Archdemons and begin the Binding Rites. Now." Apollyon said in a hard voice so direct and powerful it might have the power to crush bones with just a fleeting thought.

That made her jump into motion. 

Releasing Apollyon, Luna said in a commanding voice. "The Archdemon of Gluttony, bearing the true demon name of Ravin, and the Archdemon of Sloth, bearing the true demon name of Maximilian, found from the Magic of Circles in Hecate's ancient grimoire I bind the two of you to me as my Archdemon Familiar. You will accomplish every command I give you after stating your true demon name."

  Picking up Hecate's ceremonial dagger on the floor, she raised it and traced the same sigil Apollyon had drawn on the floor in the air with the sharp blade. 

As she let her eyes fall shut, Luna repeated the lines six times and pronounced the words properly while she focused on their true names and their features.  "If  you disobeyed my orders, both of you, Archdemons, you will simply cease to exist in all  the existing Realms in the past, present, and future."