โI know I wasnโt any different to you at firstโฆbut I know I am now. I donโt doubt that.โ He stepped closer to her and turned her head to face him. โI love you.โ
"I was not the same ...as I am now, you know that, but I pushed him, I manipulated him, made him betray what he believed in, I played games, and he was the one who got burned. He was not happy with me and broke it off."
"I wouldn't have to if you hadn't let him get under your skin, he's fucking nothing to me whatever lingering bullshit he has is not your problem You want to know why he's mad? what i did to him?"
โAosothet lives here, of course I have wine.โ
He let out a light laugh, though still silently panicking. Heโs leaving and soon coming back with a glass for her.
โAnd yes it was personal.โ
"as interesting as that would look on paper... I guess the conflict was personal. Aosothet personal."
she looks around the entryway as she steps in.
"Oh no, but if you have wine I wouldn't mind a nice red."
โHe got what was coming to him. Thatโs all I have to say.โ
Regardless he is stepping aside to let her in.
โCan I get you anything? Antonella made cookies when she came by a couple days ago.โ
"I mean every demon is easy for me to find, especially the younger ones, though Aosothet... not so much."
she smiled softly looking less perplexed.
"I needed to talk to you about Dulvok, he came to me rather upset, Unfortunately, there's no report of an incident."
"Why would I be here for Aosothet?"
she looks perplexed by the Duke of Hell's odd behavior.
"What in the name of satan is going on, you are sweating like a sinner in church."
is still standing at the door. "I am not going to ask what that was, Nabullon." she looks past him then hazel hues back on him. "are you going to invite me in or keep me standing outside?"