The Crown's Obsession (WN)

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Madeline stared at the stranger who was looking back at her. She didn't remember anything that had happened in the living world before she came to Heaven. That was why she didn't know a person like this existed, at least not one that had antlers on his head.

Calhoun already knew this was going to happen, and no matter how much he would tried to prepare himself for this moment since Madeline's death, the blow of her words didn't reduce the crack in his heart. Madeline wore white robe that was similar to the other angels robes, and her wings were out for one's view. He noticed her gulp down, her throat moving up and down.

The nerves that had appeared on Calhoun's skin slowly started to disappear, and the antlers slowly turned smaller and smaller until they finally disappeared.

When a gust of wind blew across them, Madeline raised her hand to push her hair away from her face while she continued to stare at Calhoun.

Instead of using force that he was used to in the past, Calhoun knelt to everyone's surprise as they didn't expect the Devil's grandson to showcase such politeness. Calhoun was in a delicate situation where Michael had made it clear that Madeline wouldn't be able to leave Heaven without her will. Maybe if it was someone else, he would have agreed to leave the person here. After all, Calhoun never had an issue with people going to Heaven, but the person who had entered Heaven was Madeline, his lover and wife, and he wasn't willing to part away from her.

With Calhoun's body back to normal and the antlers that had vanished, Madeline noticed the stranger was handsome and somewhere, she felt her heart skip a beat when he knelt in front of her.

Without hesitation, Calhoun picked up Madeline's hand as if it was the most natural thing, and he heard her heart race. He pressed his lips on the back of her hand, a kiss that was gentle and enough to sway Madeline's heart.

"My name is Calhoun Hawthrone, the King of Devon in the living world, but most importantly, I am your husband and your soulmate," Calhoun's words were confident as he looked up at Madeline.

The little gesture Calhoun showed was a big surprise to everyone who was there because until now no demon had appeared in Heaven and had knelt down on their knees in front of an angel.

Madeline's eyes widened hearing these words. Was it true? With everyone's eyes that were on her and on this man who introduced himself to be Calhoun, it made her conscious, and she fell short of words.

When the angel named Raphael had mentioned that he was going to make her meet someone, someone who was waiting for her, the last thing she had expected was a handsome stranger declaring her to be his wife.

Calhoun didn't move from his position, and he didn't let go of her hand. He saw the way an innocent blush appeared on Madeline's face as if she was not immune to his charms. His lips twisted, ready to smile over her reaction, but he still needed her to agree to leave the place with him.

"Are you ready to come back to the living world with me?" came the polite yet patient words from Calhoun.

"She's not going anywhere!" Michael glared at Calhoun because the demon had dared to come and take away a soul from Heaven. For eons, the angels had been trying to keep the souls safely in Heaven. Providing them with a life that they deserved after the hardships they went through in the living world, which was nothing less to Hell.

Gabriel flew from where he stood, making his way to where Michael stood, "The memory spell is too strong, brother. No one has ever been able to break it. You and I, with everyone else who is part of Heaven, are aware of it."

Like other angels, Gabriel had worked in saving and protecting the people from the living world. At the same time, it was quite interesting to see a demon having a connection with an angel in here. Not to forget, the demon had entered Heaven knowing he could be killed. As much as evil prevailed in the world, the angels had always succeeded in guarding the children of God while trying to show them the right path.

"Lucifer is here," informed Michael, and Gabriel raised his eyebrows. It had been years since he had last heard about their brother, who had turned to the dark side.

"I don't think we should be surprised, considering how this one is related to him," came the calm voice from Gabriel. He turned back, looking at the sky and caught sight of the bat-like wings that swiftly headed towards them. "I wonder if we have more trouble," murmured Gabriel under his breath without a hint of panic in his voice.

A deep frown appeared on Michael's forehead when he sensed Lucifer's presence not far behind them, and his grip on his golden staff tightened.

While the angel's concentration was deviated with the Devil's arrival, Calhoun tried to woo Madeline like he should have rightfully done since the beginning they had met in the ball.

"So what is it going to be, sweet rose?" Calhoun nudged Madeline by his words.

Madeline's cheeks turned warmer as heat appeared to settle on her face. Both Raphael and Paschar had left the place to join where the other two archangels stood.

"Were you the one who created the collision earlier?" questioned Madeline, and Calhoun nodded his head. "Why? Were you fighting with the angels?" With the knowledge that Madeline had, angels were the ones who brought light and protected the souls, while the demons were the ones to create an uproar and spread bad influence on people. "Are you a demon?"

With her memory wiped clean, Madeline had only found Calhoun's appearance unusual, but she didn't judge him.

"I am," answered Calhoun truthfully. "But me being a demon has nothing to do with loving you, Madeline. You are the most beautiful and kind woman I have ever come across in my life, and I treasure you above anything and above my very own life. I know it is hard to believe with your memories erased, but I mean every word when I say I will be lost without you next to me."

Calhoun could feel Madeline's heart skip a beat, but he didn't stop speaking.

"You might not remember the time we have shared, but I assure you that each and every one of them is worth remembering, and I cherish them all. The one's where you smiled and laughed, the ones where you were angry and sad, the time when you cried, and all I wanted to do was to wipe them away while wanting to take the burdens that you have felt," said Calhoun. He got up from the place where he had knelt on one of his knees to stand tall and in front of Madeline. "I will build them all again because all I need is you with me. So...will you come?"