The Demon’s Bride

Elise's blue eyes remain steady even as she knew she was judged by the fearsome high demons all around her. She made her way toward the end of the small staircase where Satan's Throne was made at. He remained lax on his sit with both hands resting on the armrest.

"Grandfather, what have you called me here for?" Elise politely questioned. 

"My beautiful granddaughter," Satan uttered the words aloud as if trying to make clear who she was as there appear to be some demons who still doesn't believe she was his granddaughter. It was because although Elise had a very strong scent of a demon, she also possessed the scent of a human.

Satan said, "I have called you here to introduce you to a few of my loyal retainers as you are going to be taking my position soon."

How confident, thought Elise but then she didn't deter because like her grandfather, she also has her own goal to achieve which she would do on her own way so she won't lose anything from her side.

"Is this as written as in the contract?" Elise questioned first. While others seemed to be taken aback by her words, Satan chuckled.

"About half? You see, I don't need an unfit Queen of Hell. You are my granddaughter that's unchangeable. But who I need to sit in this throne isn't my granddaughter but a Queen. A Queen who can lead its people," Satan answered.

Which mean if she brought the kingdom to ruin, Satan won't mind as he only needed a leading Queen?

Elise didn't understand what her grandfather actually needed. Was he in haste to give the seat for her? Perhaps because he didn't want to shoulder the burden anymore? But then he appeared so much in enjoyment while sitting on the throne. 

Then was he doing this because he simply wanted someone else to continue his throne?

Elise hummed while in a thought and turned to look behind when she caught the whispers of the demons behind her, her eyes didn't shy away to stare back at the demons who were staring at her. As the sized her head and toes, she didn't see why she shouldn't do the same to them. She could see her action vexed a few, shocked a half, and also impressed the rest.

"I understand," she answered before turning her face toward the demons behind her. "My name is Elise White, the granddaughter of Satan and the princess of this kingdom. It is nice to make your acquaintance."

Satan who was behind Elise thinned his front lips and pulled the corner of his lips to the side. He didn't succeed before but he was certain this time he would with Elise, his granddaughter.

On the other hand, Leviathan crossed his leg as he sat down on the chair. In front of him was a large woman who was multiple times taller than him. Her long black hair contrast with her paper white skin and her deep red eyes.

Caroline's white dress made a rustling sound when she shifted her hands. "Rare for you to come here, Levi and for me even," chuckled Caroline in a faint spiteful tone.

"I have been punished milady, if you don't know that already," Leviathan answered and he caught that Caroline's eyes widened. 

"What did you said? Punished?" When Lady Caroline placed the teacup to the saucer a hard clink rang in the room and the surface of the marbled table crack. "That shitty old man. Is punishing the sinners not enough anymore for him that he now needs to punish his own son?"

Leviathan questioned if Satan truly think of him as his son. Since he was still a child they have been estranged but he would like to say that since his mother's death, Satan locked himself in his own world. He can't even describe them as a family other than for the blood they shared. By being a father, Leviathan thought he could know a little about his father but it turns out until now Satan was an enigma to him.

"And so?" Caroline sighed. In the past, Caroline was close to his mother therefore her tone was mild but Leviathan knew that the woman was the second most feared woman. She detest it the most when people tries to break in her underground. The person she hates the most was Caleb who stole the resurrection book from her.

"What did you come here for, Levi?" Caroline questioned, "I doubt you have come simply to see how I am faring."

"No, Lady Caroline," Leviathan showed the woman a smile, "I am here to indeed see how you are faring."

Meantime, not far from them, a small round and fluffy yellow tail appeared in between the rock. Hallow then pushed himself and reveal his round head and his bright green eyes. 

"This is fucking crazy. I'm mad. I'm fucking insane," he cursed to himself as he threaded his path to the empty corridors of the underground.

"Shut up," came a voice beside the chick. And appeared the black crow with its bright red eyes peering over the corridor to see the people around the place. "Keep your voice down."

Hallow looked at the crow with furrowed brows, "And you think your voice isn't as loud as mine?" He whisper shout at the crow. "And can't you come in with your normal body? Why do you have to turn as a crow?"

Beelzebub sighed before glaring meaningfully at the chick, "If I come here using my body, little chick, many would immediately noticed me and I won't be able to help that lass getting back her husband from death. Sew your mouth and follow my instruction. We have time since Leviathan would be taking away Caroline's attention but if she found out us being here—"

"What?! What will she do? I never heard of the name Caroline before." Don't tell him that he had signed a very terrible deal?!

"Naturally you wouldn't she very rarely leave the underground. But Caroline, no one could be more crazy than she is. Even compared to Satan she is the most insane demon in Hell. She had to protect the underground to curb down her bloodlust. One most remembered action she did that caused her to stay in the underground for centuries, was when she skinned alive the few demons on the street."

Hallow gulped but still looked brave as if he didn't mind what he herd when internally he was screaming madly, "Why did she skinned them alive?"

"They took her favorite crimson glass cup," answered Beelzebub while Hallow's jaw fell to the floor. "Now if you are taken by her, Hallow. I can be more certain about this that sooner she wouldn't only skin you alive but she will keep you alive all while emptying the organs in your body. Be careful."

Hallow had never been more than sure he had signed to his own death's contract by stepping her. "I'm dizzy," whispered the chick who then dramatically collapse to the floor. "Why didn't you tell me this before?" Why now?! Hearing no answer, Hallow slowly turned his head, "I never heard of this, you demons really know how to trap—"

Hallow's eyes immediately enlarged that it most fell out of its socket when he looked behind to find that he crow had disappeared and instead it was a woman dressed in white standing before him. 

Her red eyes peered down at the small yellow creature. "Look what I have now coming to my underground. A chick," Caroline uttered as blood drained from Hallow's face.