Hell's Consort

Chapter 613 - A Little Sight-Seeing Can't Hurt

Newest Chapter of the Highest Tier (July 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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When Apollyon and Luna fetched Ravin and Sloth from their rooms to venture outside, they couldn't quite believe what took place.

She considered Sloth as a docile Familiar, accepting his new role as an Archdemon like he was born for this role--probably.

Luna noticed that he was just drifting like a ghost with a look of mild interest as he followed them around when they walked to Ravin's bedchamber.

Did becoming someone's slave in another Realm made him feel detached or was he just so out of it that he had completely disregarded the consequences of being her slave?

No, she didn't think so.

The Archdemon had no complaints whatsoever except for her occasional orders to shut up when he started droning on and on about the things he learned about the Material Realm from that floor to ceiling library he had in the Seventh Circle of Hell.

Like Sloth, Ravin was ready when the three of them stood by the door.

Apollyon was adamant that she didn't go anywhere near her Archdemon mate so they agreed that he would be the one to face him.

Before her husband could lift his hand to knock, Ravin already turned the knob and opened it.

Eyes widening in surprise, the three of them stood outside as they watched Ravin from head to toe, wearing a white dress shirt with a matching burgundy jacket and pantaloons.

He was all dressed up and ready for their activity that day.

They had specific agenda and that was to find the location where Princess Ourania hid her clairvoyant paintings around the Summer Castle.

Their group could start with that.

All of their plans changed when Sloth requested to see the outside of the Summer Castle.

Ravin also agreed with this so that they could have a breath of fresh air before they did their job.

They were their female Summer Faeries when their group stumbled upon what appeared like a vast garden.

It was a neat array of red flowers.

A few of them were recognizable.

Chrysanthemums.

Marigold.

Anemones.

Zinnias.

Poppies.

Roses.

Tulips.

These florets were enormous that Luna wondered if they had come across a demonic potion from the Spring Courts because this scenario looked familiar as hell.

"What do you call this place?" Sloth asked.

"This is an apiary where the Summer Faeries manage the colonies," Apollyon answered as they got closer and closer to the caretakers who were nothing but three dots from afar.

Now, they became clearer and larger than life. "It is where we grow bees to supply the Summer Castle and the entire village with honey. It is the basic ingredient for all the food here in the Faerie Realm."

"Faeries must have sweet tooths then."

"We release them from the beehives from nectar and pollen And then we collect them before twilight." One of the Summer Faerie heard them and answered their query when they met face to face. "Here is where we managed the colonies."

Glancing around in amazement, Sloth said, "I never thought that this is how Faeries collected wild honey out of these massive honeycombs."

"Faeries love their sweetener," Apollyon told them as if that answered all of their questions.

When she glanced up at him, Luna could tell that her husband was fascinated about this place too.

"Hello, Your Highnesses." The tree Summer Faeries gracefully curtsied in front of them altogether. When they straightened up, they were perfectly synchronized as if it was a rehearsed dance. "The three of you didn't quite look real in this area."

Ravin watched at them with hooded eyes and murmured, "Do we look so out of place to you, my lady?"

Hands settling in front of their skirts, they all giggled and blushed. "Yes, Your Highness. Ethereal."

"Hmm. I wonder why all of you think that."

At that moment, Luna can see the past Vampire King in Ravin's behaviour in a flashback.

She was forced to dance as a consort in see-through clothes while he sat on the throne.

That was Ravin and not Apollyon.

Those golden eyes bled with charm and charisma.

He whispered conspiratorially and smirked, "We can perfectly blend in this environment."

"I doubt that You're Highness." The Summer Faerie with a round knitted cap was bold enough to step away from the group and brushed the invisible lint off his maroon jacket. "You look handsome, Your Highness. If you would come and dance with me at the party we could--"

Shaking his head, Ravin's mouth curved downward. "I'm sorry."

Then her eyes bounced to Luna's eyes before she asked Ravin, "Do you already have someone?"

"I already have a wife." Ravin gestured at her and Luna had to squeeze her eyes shut in regret. ?"I'm not interested in ravishing anyone in front of my wife.

"Your wife?"

"That silver-haired lady is."

Luna grimaced.

She had to massage her temples because this was going to start another war soon.

The lady's response was rather hesitant, "Oh."

Ravin added. "You can shift your attention to the one with the blue eyes."

The lady with the white-blonde hair asked, "The one who glares like the tiger?"

She glared at her familiar and Luna had to step forward in front of Apollyon just in case this Summer Faerie tried to flirt with him.

"The tiger is my husband." She announced with clenched fists, "He is the Vampire King."

There was a collective gasp from the girls. "I apologize, Your Highness."

"Prince Ravin is? an ant I could step on easily." She could hear Apollyon's amusement when he said that, "What an eyesore."

The silent beekeeper of the three, spoke softly, "Are both of you sharing the same woman?"

"She is my wife." Apollyon and Ravin said in unison.

Luna could tell that the two of them are about to argue then and there but she had successfully doused the rising flames of anger with the statement, "I think Sloth would be interested in bedding you, my lady. He can be bored sometimes."

"I'm not interested in women." Sloth replied almost immediately.

"You are interested in men?"

"I like the bees."