CHAPTER CXXXVIII: ANGELA

Angela’s POV

Lucifer’s been gripping so tightly on my hand since we came here at the Tulips palace where the princess and the prince resides at. It’s the very first time that Lucifer would talk to her mother properly, as he promised to me. He asked me to stay here until his mother arrives. “Are you nervous?” I asked him. 

He looked at me. “No.”

I held his hand tightly. “I know you are.  Your hands are cold.” I smiled at him as I run my fingers through his hair. “Everything will be alright.”

This is the very first time that I’ve seen him getting nervous. Usually, other people get nervous because of his death glares, even I too, I get very nervous whenever he stares at me especially when I know that he’s mad. We both stood up and when the door suddenly opened. The princess stepped in, wearing a black V neck sheath midi dress. The dress is simple and she didn’t put so much accessories in her but she still looks stunning as ever. Just like Lucifer.<