Corroding flesh poison. Since ancient times, despicable rulers use this kind of poison to eliminate their enemies, not instant death but a slow and agonizing suffering and torture. A poison with no antidote. That keeps eating and digging through your flesh and bones. A small pinch of it is enough to make someone's flesh start to rot in slow pace.
"I see that our Young Prince have someone already to satisfy him." Sylvy sofly said while making her way to Yuki and Damon. Holding in both hands, a half full glass of wine. Giving them both an innocent smile.
"Mhmm, I'll be staying with him forever." Yuki said seriously but with a light smile. Upon saying those words the crowd near them erupted in whispers. 'Staying with him forever?'
'Prince is engage?
' I haven't heard about any of this'
'who is she by the way?'
Mixed with different opinions and thoughts are circling within the hall. Sylvy lift both the glasses and handed one to Yuki. It was fast and precise but Yuki saw with a sudden flick of Sylvy's finger she drop something in the wine.
"Here's a toast, I will have a little sister in this family soon." Sylvy said with a pleasant smile and dawned the wine satisfactorily.
" Are you certain that's the correct glass you're suppose to be drinking?" Yuki said making a huge smile that made her eyes crescent.
Sylvy froze after she heard what Yuki said. She glance a look to her. " O-oofcourse, what makes you say that." she nervously ask. 'I'm definitely sure that wine glass in your hand is the one with poison.' she laugh inside herself.
" Is it of your dislike?" she ask with a puzzle look. " or is it that you don't accept this elder sister warm welcome. " she added with a stern and calculative voice.
"Ofcourse I do. It's my humble pleasure to accept this. Since you took the initiative to welcome me. I'll share this chance to the Prince to join me drink this wine." she gave an even more wider smile but those eyes signaled Sylvy of a warning.
"Young Prince, may you share with me a sip of this wine, it is specially delivered to me by elder sister Sylvy for welcoming me to the family." she said teasingly to Damon giving him a look.
Damon was taken a back for a moment, he was watching and listening from the side, he knows that Sylvy, when she wants something and she can't have or when she dislike something or someone she would by any other means do underhandedly the things she don't like and force the one she likes. Just to satisfy her spoiled attitude.
When he heard Yuki offered him the wine Sylvy gave. He already know that she put something. Thus he play along with his little nanny.
"Oh sure, why not. If it's prepared by Sylvy, I must accept a toast." he flamboyantly said then attempting to take the glass from Yuki.
When Sylvy saw this, she panicked. 'No no no, he can't. Not him.' her mind rambled. Without delay she rushed and snatched the glass.
" I say, the Young Prince is rather edgy, this glass is for your Lady. But your interfering with woman's business." she smuggly said turned around holding back the glass she gave previously.
To the guests present it only appears a tantrum of a spoiled child, since everyone knows that their father had spoiled them so much that it's unreasonable already.
Yuki and Damon watch the retreating back of Sylvy. A look of disdain appeared in the Demon Prince eyes and a triumphant smile was written on her lips. ' you dare scheme on me? I'll give it back to you with you own dose.' she mockingly said.
The Demon King who was watching not from far saw all the little commotion. Seeing the looks of the two smurfs. He snorted. ' the pair works perfectly well together to be able to suppress that scoundrels lewd daughter. '
"I apologize for the disturbance my daughter had cause." Marcus said apologetically while cursing Sylvy inside his head.
"Don't be so stern. They are just kids." the Demon King laughingly said. ' it's a miracle that you daughter didn't even have a good beating coming from either of this two.'
The celebrating lasted very late and some of the guests left already, half drunk, totally drunk and tipsy. The celebration went smoothly. With no trace of attempt assassination. Even before Marcus and his daughter's left, not a single shadow dared to crash.