Hell's Consort

I'm sorry. I got sick. I always get a nasty stomachache every month. :,(

Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (January 2022)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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The black-out happened all of a sudden, and even in the dark, Luna's sensitive vampire eyes couldn't see a thing.

There should have been an improvement in that area, considering she had transformed into a healthy Vampire Archdemon after drinking Ravin's ichor religiously.

Apollyon's blood was mere icing on the cake.

"Husband—" She began, but Apollyon didn't even let her finish.

"I'm here, my love."

His manly scent washed over her, covering her body with his own after his protective instincts had kicked in, just in case the incident was another demonic siege.

However, Luna believed that the latter was totally impossible since the barriers around the Autumn Courts were strong enough to withstand Archdemon Magic.

Queen Morgan, Apollyon, Ravin, and Sloth made sure of that.

After Luna and Apollyon established an alliance with the Autumn Queen, Luna's Archdemon Familiars were now obliged to help the Autumn Fair Folks gather energy to keep it together whether they liked it or not.

They weren't given a choice since Luna was their Master.

As the babies in her womb developed, leaving Luna was easily depleted and, otherwise,  indisposed.

To her husband's delight, her authority was now extended to Apollyon while they continued the group continued their mission in the Autumn Palace.

The Fae couldn't sign up any Archangels' assistance except when someone saved Queen Morgan when she fell from the sky, unconscious.

They were only met with eerie silence from the AngelKind, so it was only right for her Archdemon Familiars to fulfill that role.

Yes, it was ironic, but these Heavenly Beings practically left the people in this Material Realm to fend for themselves.

They need to gather all the people they can get. It was a fair play—fighting fire with fire. Archdemon Magic with Archdemon Magic.

Ravin and Sloth would put the odds in their favor, increasing their chances to annihilate the enemies.

They would also act as decoys while Apollyon led his Knights to the Tree of the Four Seasons.

Yet, what if this black-out wasn't a mere accident but also a decoy for the Archdemon of Lust to swoop inside the Great Hall undetected and steal her away from her mate's hands?

Chills ran down her spine as she wiped the sweat that broke off her forehead.

Come to think of it, did her Archdemon Familiars scrutinize every one of their guests and their glamour, or they actually did, and she was being paranoid?

"Wife. I can sense you sinking into despair by the second. You should  really calm down, or you might accidentally give birth."

Luna had no idea whether her husband was serious and whether she should take this as a funny rambling of an expectant father or take it as it was— a damn good insult.

As she glanced around her surroundings, Luna squinted so hard she was afraid she had developed crossed eyes.

Confused, her fingers tightened on her husband's shirtsleeves, and she could feel his solid chest rise and fall in her palms from him breathing too hard.

Was the Vampire King as nervous as her?

There was a chance that he had lost his vampire sight, as well.

Her gut feeling told her that something wasn't right.

Luna tried using Archdemon Magic to bathe the Great Hall in a warm orange glow, hoping the guests would let the mishap slide and the wine tasting celebration would return to normal.

Still, nothing happened, no matter how many times she snapped her fingers and mumbled a spell.

Luna stared at him, bewildered, before she exhaled a huge sigh and replied, "I am perfectly cool, calm, and collected. I am not panicking, so stop being anxious over that. I think the lights will be back soon."

"I'm not in a panic." He said, denying the obvious. "Don't make unnecessary movements, or I might accidentally release  the goblet  in my hand."

"How considerate of you. I shall promise my obedience but only until  the lights go back on."

"I will do something about this, wife, but it seemed like my magic was a little faulty. "

'Same, Apollyon.' Luna wanted to tell him that, but she didn't want to make him even worried and make something out of it aside from just a temporary loss of power.

Yes, that was the only reason.

The Archdemon of Lust can't possibly be here without Ravin and Sloth warning her about it.

Maybe, her Archdemon Familiars and Luxen were in cahoots with each other?

The darkness lasted in a matter of seconds, even if she originally thought it would be permanent in Hazelnut Household at first.

The aristocratic ladies' loud gasps and the gentle men's grunts lasted half as long when all the bright lights in the chandeliers and candelabras returned.

She had buried her face in Apollyon's broad chest, but when she pulled back, she swore that she had witnessed a tiny Fae—No.

It was a pixie with the same size of five bugs sitting on top of each other that went past behind her husband's head.

Where did the pixie come from?

Luna tried to think if she had seen the pixie before, with her dark chocolate curled around her jawline and an exotic flower tucked behind her ear.

Her gaze caught the familiar white blossom on her head, and she was pretty sure that it was a rare orchid that only grew in the maze garden in the Summer Castle.

She had visited there many times with her husband that she hadn't forgotten what it looked like. 'What was a faerie from the Summer Courts doing in this party unless….' Luna's eyes widened in realization, '—unless she was with Princess Ourania and that God Hephaestus?'

The pixie made the mistake of looking over her shoulders and meeting her gaze.

Her eyes were wider than hers, well, proportionally, and she looked stricken.

Her thin transparent wings fluttered as fast as a hummingbird as she made a beeline towards the open doors of the terrace.