Hella was astonished at how beautiful Beatrice's home was. The streets were neatly paved and there were lush, green shrubs with tiny, beautiful, pink flowers that lightly scented the air. It had been over 90 years since Hella had visited Earth. Contrary to popular opinion, not all demons wished to live here. As beautiful as it was, it was still very primitive when it pertained to human's and their way of thinking.
Life on Earth had a different sheen to it. It felt crisp. She sat up in the corner of the moving carriage. And began looking around as it passed by the Citadel.
"Are you sure you are acquainted with Her Majesty, my lady? Have you ever been here before?" He asked, after noticing how she was looking around as if she'd never seen this place before.
"We met...somewhere else." She said, not wanting to out herself to this helpful stranger.
"Where was that, my lady? The mountains?"he asked.
"No. We met in hell." She said plainly.
