Gentle Devil

*At Night*

"My Queen, you are so beautiful; the King can never resist your charm," Delilah praised, gazing at Lilith with a lovestruck expression on her face.

Lilith chuckled proudly. She was dressed in an off-shoulder crop top and a long skirt, torn design from her thigh down, revealing her stunningly beautiful long legs with each step she took. Her hair was styled in an elegant princess manner, and she looked every inch a goddess.

"But… don't you think the dress is not revealing enough? Will he be attracted?" she inquired, examining herself in the mirror.

"Ummm... I don't think it's not revealing enough. Look, your tummy is exposed as well as your thigh; I'm sure His Majesty will appreciate it," Delilah offered her opinion.

Lilith smiled. "Come, give your sister a hug."

Delilah's face flushed, and she embraced Lilith.

"You are so sweet," Lilith complimented. "Alright, I will wait for him here," she declared, sitting on the bed.

Delilah chuckled and promptly exited the room.

Lilith crossed one leg over the other, deliberately revealing her leg through the torn design. "Today is the second day of our wedding; naturally, he won't come, but with my actions today, he is supposed to come and check on me, right?" She chuckled, rehearsing all kinds of seduction techniques in her mind.

…

"Your Majesty, won't you visit the Queen?" a young, handsome man dressed in a black hoodie knelt on one knee on the royal floor, observing Lucifer, who was reclining on his bed with one hand supporting his head and his legs crossed.

He was dressed in his favorite black, eyes closed with a gentle smile on his face; one might have thought he was daydreaming if not for the chilling air that surrounded him, confirming that he hadn't yet succumbed to sleep.

"The Queen might get mad again; the Devil does not like to make the Queen angry. Once she's asleep, I will go," he responded calmly.

"Your Majesty, the Queen seems to have changed; she was even good to Delilah today and didn't beat her. I heard that Delilah now addresses her with the title of Queen, and the Queen didn't object," the man informed.

Lucifer was silent for a long moment before suddenly chuckling. "Lucas, oh Lucas, what new trick did you teach the Queen this time? You've successfully turned her heart into nothing but darkness," he remarked, his eyes releasing the dragons of death.

The man immediately bowed. "Your Majesty, it's easy to kill this fox; all you need to do is seal the Queen's memories about him, and everything else will be easy," he suggested.

Lucifer's smile widened, and he suddenly vanished along with the man. In the next moment, they arrived in his study room.

The whole study room was dimly lit, except for a single candle that pushed back the darkness slightly, making the sight clearer for anyone present.

The man remained on one knee with his head lowered while Lucifer sat majestically in his chair. He brought out a cigar and placed it between his lips.

Strangely, as soon as he did so, it lit itself, and he began to smoke.

"If I were to do that again, she would definitely injure herself. I've already married her with that method and I've promised not to use the spell on her again," he replied coldly.

"Your Majesty, this servant is being rude, but if you keep going easy on the Queen, I'm afraid she...."

Lucifer chuckled again. "You really think I'm weak?" he asserted, not in a questioning tone but rather as a statement.

The man remained silent.

"Get up, Satan," Lucifer simply commanded, and the man, whose name was Satan, immediately stood up after responding with a firm "Yes."

"The Devil is ready to accept everything from the Queen," he added, releasing a substantial amount of smoke.

Satan opened his mouth to speak, but his eyes suddenly narrowed as he looked toward the entrance. His fingers turned into deadly claws, prepared to attack whoever was at the door, but just as he was about to act, the door opened, revealing a beautiful female figure.

She had extraordinarily long gold hair and a pair of striking black eyes. Her pointed ears enhanced her beauty, making her appear both pure and innocent. She looked pitiful at the same time, making men wish to protect her.

Standing at the entrance with a large tray in hand and without being invited, she slightly shook but seemed to have her own plan as she boldly entered, despite not being welcomed.

Satan, who had just been prepared to attack, immediately dismissed his intentions upon recognizing who it was. "What are you doing so late at night?" He raised his brows, and even though his face couldn't be seen clearly, it was easy to guess his guarded expression based solely on his question.

The lady immediately shook her head and pointed at the tray in her hand, which was filled with snacks.

"We don't want pretenders here. It would be better if you spoke now or forget about keeping your head," Satan's voice grew colder.

The lady bit her lower lip and then looked at Lucifer, who was still smoking coolly.

"I... I'm sorry... I... I don't mean to deceive your majesty. It... it was my sister's idea to do this. She asked me to pretend to be mute and not to talk to anyone. I love her dearly, so I couldn't refuse her. I'm now so familiar with acting mute that I almost forgot how to speak again," the lady pleaded, her voice soft and making people want to keep her and pamper her.

"Rubbish!" Satan remarked. He really wanted to kill this female, but he was afraid of a particular woman's wrath; she might take the chance to attack the king. So, he could only curse the lady repeatedly to erase his anger.

"All this rubbish you are spouting now, what use is it? If I wanted to kill you, I could do that, you know," Lucifer stated calmly.

The lady shivered and placed the tray she held on the table before bowing her head. "I want to thank you for sparing me the other day, so..." She moved closer to Lucifer. "Will the king permit me?" She smiled seductively.