[4] Little Demon Queen

The Cupboard was quiet again. Only this time, the silence was actually peaceful.

Lucy had been given his proper royal treatment. He would rejoin the group in the morning, most likely. Xander probably wouldn't be returning any time soon since he had his own business to attend to back in Hell. Frances had set Hazel up with a proper inflatable mattress in one of the back rooms of the store before disappearing on their own. So the only ones left in the main shop were Atticus and Bentley.

She was sprawled out along the length of the couch, her head resting on a pillow Atticus had set in his lap. He was sitting up properly, looking calmly around the room. Amidst the warm, sweet scents of alcohol, cinnamon and vanilla, both were very much at ease.

"And now the room has fallen silent," She said softly, "Like the heavy, cold embrace of an unmoving graveyard,"