Ugh… I'd rather date Mr. Darcy," I sighed.
"Mr. Darcy is a simpering ass."
"Well so are you, but at least he's a reformed one. Now damn you, stop carrying me, and find it in your heart to put. Me. Down. NOW!"
"What reward do I receive, fair maiden, if I save thee from the dreaded trees?" Samael snickered, running a finger down my spine contemplatively.
"You get to keep the Luciferian family jewels, otherwise I'll return from the grave and castrate you with Malice Mizer-
"Actually, she's named Alice Mizer."
I shrieked, grabbing his hand. "This is not funny, Samael!"
"Oh, but it is, Shannon! In fact, all Hell is laughing at you. And you deserve a little disciplining after threatening poor defenseless Dumah."
"He's a MONSTER."
"You're not very kind, Shannikins, you know, just because Dumah wanted to devour you doesn't mean he's bad – he appreciates you."
