The Demon’s Bride

As of Satan's dining room before wasn't wide enough, Elise was greeted with a wide and tall door that was enough to let a mountain in. It was so large that she wondered if anyone would ever need such a large door. 

Orias opened the door for her. After the creaking sound of the opened door, Elise could also see the bright light from the dining room as compared to it, the corridor was darker and filled with shadows. When the door opened, Elise could see Satan sitting at the opposite head of the table. 

He didn't appear to change. The same prideful and also judging look was across his eyes. Elise noted her father seemed to be strict but Satan wasn't only strict. He appeared much sterner and also judging. He was someone who if one dared to cross his path and make a mess, he would be the first to tech them a good lesson. After what happened in their last meeting, Elise couldn't help but think so.

"Elise," Satan called her name. Or Elise would called he only singled her name. His eyes were only at her as if her father wasn't standing beside her. "You came so quickly. Finally change your mind?"

Satan wasn't able to convince his granddaughter as his heir but unlike others, he didn't fret. He believe that one day one would understand the importance of inheriting the throne and how pleasing it feel to rule a kingdom. Knowing his blood course inside his granddaughter too, he wasn't fretting. But indeed, he was worried that her granddaughter would follow his foolish son's step who threw a kingdom simply because he didn't want it.

"I have come to negotiate," Elise answered. Her voice steady even void if one would say.

"Hm," Satan gave her a stare, "Negotiate as in what you would like to require to become a Queen?"

"No," Elise answered, "I still do not want to be Queen."

Satan's lips fell down, showing his disappointment also by how tight he had knit his brows together. "If you didn't come here to take my position then you can forget about having this peaceful fucking dinner if that is what you want."

Leviathan who had been watching his father from the sideline sighed, "Still you never change."

It wasn't that Satan had lost his sight that he didn't know his son was sitting next to his granddaughter. He could see him clear but stubbornly refused to look at him. He still didn't look at Leviathan as he commented, "And you never once change either."

"It's in your blood to not get along with your family," Leviathan clenched his hands, "But I don't think it is a question seeing how you only treated mother as your family. I don't understand why now you want Elise."

"She is my granddaughter," Satan answered simply and his answer only vexed Leviathan more.

"Do you know how mad you sound?" Leviathan scoffed and laughed in mockery, "Never once had you tried to meet her but you can be here, sitting there on your seat while thinking unashamedly you are her grandfather when you haven't done once to help her."

Satan at first was only annoyed by Leviathan's words but now he was angered.

He rubbed the worse wound Leviathan had by saying, "And have you ever once done anything for her? You who had been in prison?"

Leviathan golden eyes glistened and glowered. Anger rides in his expression now, "How dare you speak as if you were a good father."

Elise's blue eyes sauntered around the room, noticing how everything was shaking. A small sigh passed from her lips as she said, "I need t know how to resurrect a dead person back to life."

 "A dead person?" Satan wanted to question who but the moment he noticed that Elise had came with his son rather than her own husband, the answers were immediately solved. "I can help you," Satan readily offer.

Leviathan was surprised to hear this as if he had never expected for his father to ever be once kind toward him or Elise yet he was quick to agree when Elise had askedL

"But it won't be for nothing," Satan answered. Of course, thought Leviathan. What was he thinking a second ago by ever guessing his father would ever help them without needing a repayment?

"I know," Elise answered him with resolution. She had made her mind long before she stepped to Satan's castle that she was ready to offer all she has in order to bring Ian back. "Which why I came for a negotiation."

"Your father must have already filled you in on what I need in order to bring back your husband to life," Satan stated, his red eyes looking at Elise was challenging.

Simply Elise stared back at his eyes without the brightness of her eyes defeated by his red eyes. "Yes."

"If you think you can negotiate on not being the Queen of Hell while at the same time resurrecting your husband, that would never happen Elise," Satan told her, "All I want in exchange for bringing your husband back to life is for you to take over my throne."

"Yes," she answered again. "I know. I will promise to take the seat of Hell if you can bring back Ian with your own two hands."

Satan didn't know why it was so quick for Elise to agree. His finger tapped on the glass table in curiosity. Before, when he asked his granddaughter, she had refused the offer so quick without batting an eyelid now she had done the same but instead, she had agreed so easily.

"I have to warn you. I am the King of Hell. Even if I want to help you, my own granddaughter it shouldn't be for nothing because this place is Hell."

"I know," answered Elise again, "And I am prepared.

"Understand. If you are determined that much I don't see why I have to test you again," Satan raised his hand before snapping his finger where a parchment suddenly appeared on his side. "What we said earlier had been written on the contract which is now in this scroll. If you breach the contract you would be making now with me, I should have what you have promise and a punishment from my side which I won't say now and will think when it come."

"Alright," Elise agreed easily while Leviathan frowned but she was fearless when she said, "However, if you ever breach the contract as well, I will also have you to fulfill your penalties."

Orias who heard what the princess asked had his eyes widened because no one had ever dared to question what Elise did. And yet, Elise had stated her sentence with a complete serious and brave look which says that she didn't fear her grandfather.

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A/N: I have been trying not to say this as it will sound as an excuse and I also feel sorry for my readers. But currently I am sick with a thirty nine Celsius fever. But don't worry I should get better soon^^