-Black Opal-
-Nether Regions-
Helion's low chuckle was filled with relief, their child really was no different. "I don't think so." He reassured his son. "You should be able to make demons to do your bidding but that's hardly ruling a country."
Andras relaxed at that, if it was just a title, he didn't mind. "I can still keep the title of the Prince of Angels if you wish," He suggested carefully, knowing that his father had always refused he was a Demon.
Helion pulled his wife to his side to stop her from patting her son down as if feeling for herself where he had grown. "There's no reason for that. If you're fine with this title then keep it, or have none at all, it's your choice to make. What do you intend to do now?"