devious duo

Despite their strange situation and Vaerion's initial confusion, the two fell into their everyday routines… or, well, as normal as it could have been.

One night, Asuriel opened yet another congratulatory letter for their engagement. She had no problem pretending to be his lover, but when politics started getting involved, she wanted out as quickly as possible.

"You have to stop this," she demanded, glaring at Vaerion, sitting peacefully at his desk. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Now."

Vaerion sipped his tea, barely looking up: "Why?"

Asuriel exasperatedly shoved a gilded black envelope in front of him. "Because the Infernal Court just invited us to a pre-wedding banquet."

"And?" Vaerion finally looked up at her, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Are you seriously enjoying this?" Asuriel asked incredulously.