Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (November 2021 )

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Luna's hand clasped the doorknob to the drawing-room where she and Apollyon left her two Archdemon Familiars the instant Queen Morgan called for them in her royal bedchamber for a short discussion.

Queen Morgan had initially asked for Apollyon but as the Empress of the Vampire Realm, she disliked being excluded from things so she requested  Kotari politely to ask the Fall Queen for permission.

As she risked appearing conceited in front of the Queen who hadn't even fully recovered, she wanted to remind her that she was as important as her husband without being rude.

Nevertheless, the exchange went well in that it brought a smile to her face on their way back to the drawing-room.

Apollyon had to turn twice and pass by six corridors from the Fall Queen' suite to get there and it was the perfect place to wait for further news about Queen Morgan's health condition when it came to distance and comfort. 

The drawing-room wasn't a ridiculously long walk to arrive there from Queen Morgan's bed-chamber compared to the one she had endured from the Summer Palace when Princess Ourania almost led her to her death.

From that unfortunate event, Luna had developed a fear for drawing rooms and staircases just in case someone pushed her and stab her to death. 

She should have been suspicious of Princess Ourania from the start with her constant deflections every time she asked if they had almost arrived at the women's parlor room until the accident— No.

It was an attempted crime that went down but she still gave her the benefit of the doubt because she was Apollyon's mother. 

Yet, Luna couldn't believe that she almost lost her babe when Apollyon's mother tried to kill her due to her jealousy. 

Apollyon's mother might have apologized for her sins after the Archdemon of Sloth paralyzed her but Luna would never forget about what she did.

As much as possible, she wouldn't be caught dead near that bitch again.

Apollyon agreed with her as well, swearing he would never claim that he and Princess Ourania had the same blood running through their veins. 

Whenever Princess Ourania was mentioned during one of their talks, his blue eyes gave her such a cold, impenetrable look while murderous black cloud loomed behind him.

It never failed to send chills down her spine and flinch.

She knew that the silent vindictive anger wasn't aimed at her but she immediately regretted bringing her name up by accident.

Luna couldn't believe that she could elicit such a blood-curdling reaction from her loyal husband. The man would probably kill his own mother if she asked him to.

That horrible thought did cross her mind but Sloth had already done enough to make her suffer for the rest of her life. 

  She would never forget the first moment where her loss of strength had triggered Lilith to come out with the help of  Hecate's treacherous fury, Caelano.

If she was sarcastic about the whole situation, Luna would thank Apollyon's mother for stirring Lilith's dark soul so that they would find a scheme in how to deal with her dark soul, shoving it away from coming close to her consciousness before it was too late.

That was the advantage of problems unfolding early on.

Now, they can focus on their mission and keep the rest at the back of their minds, never forgotten but tackling one subject at a time.

The Material Realm might be crumbling right now but everything that happened was according to plan. 

Luna hadn't even finished with opening the door wide to see what her Archdemon Familiars were doing in the drawing-room the moment Luna and Apollyon were out of sight when a bored yet curious voice drawled from the other side, "What did that Queen called you for?"

It was the Archdemon of Gluttony seated on a fancy couch near the fireplace with his right ankle resting on his left knee as he spread his legs apart as if he was accommodating some space for something big between them.

Her eyes trailed from his hooded golden eyes as they dropped to his broad chest down to something dangerously low.

Luna caught herself before Apollyon witnessed her sinful gaze from resting on Ravin's groin.

Well, Apollyon couldn't really blame her for this when the arrogance in the bastard's body language was screaming at her to notice the way he was seated as if he was offering himself and his tool in a silver platter just to get her attention.

Cheeks heating in chagrin, Luna cleared her throat averted her gaze, and fixed them to the carpeted walls with floral designs and damask-like textures.

She could tell that the walls consisted of dark wood molding and cornices.

The drawing-room seemed finer than the rest of the spaces in the Autumn Palace.

It was decorated with light blue, green, and purple in which the paintings, work of art, and flowers followed the same floral scheme while the furniture was made with darker hues the light tones.

The dark wooden floor was soft and carpeted to match the walls and Luna and the rest of them were surrounded by a variety of lush, patterned rugs.

She had been in this room with Apollyon and her Archdemon Familiars for a couple of hours but she still couldn't get enough of how decorative and colorful the floor tiles were every time she glanced down at the bold reds, creams, green and black.

The dining table was large and round with pedestal legs and topped with marble slabs. It could fit a dozen people if they were to eat their meals together. 

As he stood behind her, Apollyon settled his shoulders behind her to push her forward instead of awkwardly standing there with her lips pursed.

"Queen Morgan said she will agree to an alliance for saving her." Apollyon replied at Ravin's question dismissively as his warm fingers intertwined with hers, dragging her along to the leather couch of his choice.. "That if we managed to find the Garden of the Four Seasons in the Fall Courts, then she would give us a position in her Court and become one of the Monarchs."