THE DISCUSSION OF A DEMON KING AND QUEEN (4) ARELLA'S POV

Arella wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. Perhaps even die.

If someone had asked her like two hundred years ago if she knew she would marry the demon king, the answer would be a big fat no. 

If someone asked her during the same time period if she would ever have sex outside her chambers, the answer would similarly be a huge fat no.

Of course she had been thinking of climbing King Varziel, but it was not like she was actually going to go through with it! She was an angel for crying out loud. Their kind did not do anything as impulsive or unbecoming of their dignity; at the very least that is what she told herself. Yet, there she was, sitting in the aftermath of their actions. Her want for him still simmered beneath her skin, muted but still present.