Renato sat on one of the soft chairs in the Consul’s chambers as two concubines each walked in with a tray of food and fruit on one hand and a wine jar on the other. As they set the items on the glass table, the purple transparent linen that they wore stuck to their bodies, showing off their naked skin. The Consul smiled in satisfaction before hitting one of them on her rear end. The lady giggled and ran out of the room with her companion.
A sigh escaped Renato’s lips before his eyes took in the designs of the room to distract himself from the scene that took place s few second ago. A small laugh escaped Consul Cicero’s lips and he reached for the jar of wine before pouring its contents into two golden glasses.
“I see you like it”. His deep voice boomed throughout the silent room. Renato nodded and smiled slightly.
“It’s impressive”. He responded. Cicero laughed.
“Of course it is, I make su
Hagne stared at the sleeping figure on her mat while she slept. The woman that fell from the sky the night before had her white hair cover half of her face. She slept calmly like she was at peace. Hagne had never seen someone as unreal as she, she was like a literal angel. No, she was actually an angel.It was hard for Hagne to process what was going on. Why did the angel have to fall in front of her house? And why did it have to be at a time like this?She decided after a long while that she would leave the questions to the angel when she awoke.Hagne’s eyes darted to the horn that was once in the grasp of the angel, she gulped. She couldn’t help the fear that crept up in her. What kind of thing did she do that got her in trouble with a demon? Because only demons had horns that hideous.But still, the angel must be strong if she could pull that out of the head of a demon.Soft footsteps tore her mind away from her pointless thinking. H
Hagne was slowly regretting her decision of coming here. The stares that the man across her gave was the cause of her regret. She and her husband were seated now, with drinks in front of them. Hagne ordered a cup of water, her husband ordered a beer. As usual.They had been staring at each other for a minute. As awkward as it was, Hagne refused to back down from her glares. She hated him, she had every right to. The fact that he looked even more healthier than her made her hate him more.He now wore expensive robes and clean sandals. She could tell he was fatter and his hair was neatly combed, not as disheveled as it used to be. He actually looked like one of the patricians. She hated it.How dare he be happy? After all the troubles he caused and after he left her to fix her issues on her own. After abandoning his family, for fame and wealth.She hoped he would choke on his beer, or die of liver failure. Any of the two worked for her.After a long
To say Hagne was speechless was an understatement. She thought the angel couldn’t look any more divine while she slept, but now she was heavenly breathtaking. And her children agreed with her.Their eyes were wider than saucers and their mouths were open, there was no human being on earth that could look that good. Impossible.The angel in front of them shifted a little like she was uncomfortable, so Hagne drew herself out of her trance and stepped forward. The angel backed away.“Uh…hello”. Hagne awkwardly said.The angel didn’t reply. She eyed Hagne from head to toe before doing the same to her children then she returned her gaze to the woman, still not speaking a word.“My name is Hagne”. Hagne stated, she pointed at her children. “Those are my children, Fia, Ciro and Edvige”.Still no reply. It was Hagne’s turn to shift uncomfortably. Did the angel not like her? Was she that ba
“I’m going to kill her! But I need to find her first”. Abaddon crawled on the rough stairs with a loud groan. His body was injured and one part of his horn was missing, he looked more horrible than he already was.“I am going to kill her!”. He repeated, as if that would alleviate his suffering. Abaddon knew his suffering had just begun and it probably won’t end anytime soon. He knew he was extremely stupid crawling back here like he had not failed an important mission, he had a lot of guts. A lot of guts to die.“I’m…going to kill her…” He said again, his voice extremely low this time. He had arrived at his own judgement place and he probably would not be scared.A black, high throne was at the centre of the huge pillar that his master once stood on, with demons surrounding it. The more he came closer, the more they snarled like they could read he was now a failure. The throne, luckily for
The same scenario that happened in the morning was taking place again. Hagne and her children were staring wide eyed at the green eyed man that was currently in their home and he stared at them with the same expression. Azaliah however was amused by their constant surprise even if she knew it was expected.“How…how many of you are planning to come here?” Hagne finally asked, her eyes shifted from Azaliah to Aleph.Both angels looked at each other and shrugged simultaenously.“Just us…we hope”.“You hope?” Hagne asked with wide eyes. Azaliah walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, she gasped at the contact.“There’s nothing for you to worry about, you’re safe”. She looked at the three children beside her. “All of you”.“Actually…They are not”. Aleph butted in. “And neither are you”.Azaliah turned slowly to h
Aleph immediately used his hands to shield Azaliah and Hagne while he glared hard at Abaddon. He was terrified, this was the first time he was fighting a demon alone, and a high ranked demon for that matter. But he was Azaliah’s protector and his duty was to keep her safe even if he died. He didn’t want to die.Abaddon cocked his head to the side in a teasing manner. He had scanned the angel who had taken a defensive stance against him and he fought the urge to laugh. He expected the fight to be extremely tough but just like the female angel, her guardian was as weak as a leaf.“I’m waiting for you to strike the first blow”. He said tauntingly. Aleph’s frown deepened, the demon was toying with him.Abaddon wanted to know the strength of his powers before he did anything. If there was one thing he learned from his master Ezra, it was that power should not be wasted on the weak.Aleph still didn’t move. Partially be
Ezra was beyond intrigued. When Abaddon opened his mouth to give him a report, he had not expected what he heard.The angel that had attacked his servant had a bodyguard and they were staying with a poor human family. Ezra could never grasp what the angels did on earth, none of the demons could but this one was the trickiest of them all. He was sure of one thing however, that the female angel was important and now he wanted to meet her himself.Abaddon had been cured by his master and he was now touching his hornless head with a frown on his face but that was all he did. He couldn’t open his mouth to complain, Ezra would turn him into a crisp if he dared. He was lucky to be alive.“This human family”. His master started. “How many are they?”“I only saw one human, a woman. But she looked old enough to have children”.Ezra nodded his head. For him to check things out himself, he needed an excuse. The last thing he w