Darkin recoiled his arm when his daughter vomited a rainbow, "what did you give her?" he turned to Marlos dwarfed adviser and yelled out.
"Just what's on the menu, I didn't know she gets drunk easily" he put his arms up in a surrender position and backed away. Every demon knows that a demon realise on his kin and if one gets hurt or harmed there will be a fight. "You sure" he basically snarled and Zeven walked out of the commen tent. Darkin then gave a sharp look to everyone else to say "back of" and they all went back to their own business.
Darkin picked Inshal up and went to his tent, it was right next to Marlos but a little smaller. He made a makeshift bed with blankets and layed her down, "dad?" she mumbled.
"Yes, Inshal" Darkin said as softly as possible, it physically impossible for a demon to have a soft voice but if they train hard enough they could.
"Can you get me an iced water?" she asked whilst snuggling into a soft blanket.
"You sure, you'll sleep for years" Darkin joked.
"Yeah, but bring a bucket, please" Inshal then turned into a feathered ball as she curled up.
Darkin went to the bar again, "Kelli can I have an ice water?" he asked and she had confused look.
"It's winter" she reminded him, Darkin nodded.
"I know but Inshal would prefer it, oh and do you have a bucket?" Darlin looked behind the bar and Kelli nodded.
"Yes right here" she handed a fresh new bucket, "I'll get you the water" she bowed and went to the other side. Darkin is Marlos right hand, no-one disrespects him in the kingdom and when they do they'll soon regret it. Kelli gave a glass of water with ice and he left. Darkin opened his tent and saw that Inshal was still in a ball, "Inshal I got your water" he whispered to her as she obviously has a headache.
"Wish icess?" Inshal slurred, Darkin frowned, no daughter of his should be this drunk with just a few shots.
"Yes, I got a bucket as well" Darkin handed it to her.
"Thhhhhanksas" Inshla almost puked again as she sat up.
"What did he do to you?" Darkin hugged her in close, he always wanted to be close with his daughter, ever since he first saw her hiding behind an angel warrior.
"Gawve me driks, thee tasted nise" Inshal clearly struggled to talk.
"Yeah don't be an alcoholic though, we don't need two alcoholics here" Darkin joked.
"Dish Merlo telll tou thash-" Insham couldn't talk anymore, Darkin got confused on what she tried to say.
"I'll be back, sip your water" Darkin ordered and left for Marlos tent. Darkin nocked on the door but failed as it's not solid, no answer. He decided to just walk in and saw Marlo past out due to the cold, Darkin frowned. Winter has always been demons worst season as demons can't stand the cold, they live in an underworld with laver and boiling temperatures 24-7. To be in a land were things freezes is a nightmaremare for those with cold blood, it makes demons grows tired and fall asleep.
"Marlo" Darkin called out his name and nudged him politely. Marlo sniffed and feeled around as if confused that something isn't there, "yeah" he answered yawning.
"Inshal mentioned something, that you were supposed to tell me" Darkin sat down and straightened his back.
"Oh, not surprised, not mad though" Marlo shrugged, sitting up.
"I didn't get what she said, she's drunk right now" Darkin informed him.
"Drunk? Inshal? well you can just say that she is your new queen" Marlo spoke with a smile.
"What? queen?" Darkin felt a little bit of rage bubble from his stomach. Any ordinary father would be delighted to know that Marlo has taken their daughter for marage but Darkin knows Marlo on a personal level. "Yeah, she even took a flight to think it through, good news huh?" Marlo had a weird smile, he's never this happy about a new queen. Marlo had many wives before but all of them ended up dieing: assassination, old age because they were mortal demons and many other reasons. "Look Marlo, I'm your right hand, I will always be fighting by your side but if anything happens to my daughter I will hold you responsible" Darkin growled deep in his throat.
"The one thing I always admire about you is that you're not afraid to threaten me" Marlo smiled, "I will protect her with my life, don't worry".
"Good, you have no idea how much she means to me" Darkin blinked, he then exsamend Marlo trying to figure out why he is so happy about her.
"A lot apparently, so drunk?" Marlo echoed once more.
"Yes your 'adviser' gave her too many drinks for her to handle" Darkin then felt more rage about him instead, Darkin never approved of Zeven, he's too... bright.
"Oh, I'll have word then" jealousy flashed onto his face and Darkin smiled knowing that Zeven would never recover from what Marlo will do.
"So what should I do now? I finished all my orders" Darkin asked, he knows that sooner or later Marlo would have new orders.
"Get the commen tent prepare for a firepit, we need one" Marlo ordered and left. Darkin got out and followed Marlo for a little bit, it wasn't wired at all, Darkin has always been seen as Marlos right hand and personal gard, so he just followed him around every now and then. Marlo went into the commen tent, everyone bowed as their king walked in, no-one dares get on Marlos bad side and if they do they are either dead or punished to the point they are considered a disabled.
"Has anyone seen Zeven?" Marlo asked, a demon stepped forward.
"He left to his tent when Darkin yelled at him" the soldier bowed on his knees showing the best of respect.
"Right, everyone here Darkin is in control for a while" Marlo dismissed himself and left, everyone then looked at Darkin.
"I need to prepare this tent for a firepit, I'm gonna need your help" Darkin announced, for the next hour or so they all worked on it. At the end it was nice a large, a window was installed and ot was lit with a special fire that burned warmer then larva. Darkin could tell that the energy and life came back into all of them, demons relie on heat of an energy source. Winter is the worst of seasons for them.
"Kelli get me drink" Darkin sat at the bar and relaxed himself.
"Sure" Kelli then made a strong drink for him, Darkin is known for not getting past out drunk no mater how many drinks he has. It's the reason why so many demons are shocked to see Inshal so drunk. Darkin spent the rest of the day there, it was nicer now that it was at an appropriate temperature. When the sun started to set Darkin decided to look for Marlo, he eventually found him, it was easy all he had to do was look for the cries of Zeven. They were in the weapons tent, the plave were everyone keeps their swords, axes and maces.
"Marlo I had no idea that she would get like that, please I'm innocent here" Zeven was down on his knees, begging for his life. Marlo picked up his two handed sword and looked down at him.
"We have two options here" Marlo had his phycotic tone that makes anyone, no mayer their species, respect him. "I can kill you now with no mercy, or I could punish you, your choice" Marlo pointed the blade at him. Dieing sucks but being punished by Marlo means life ruined, you won't be able to function normally every again, he is able to affect every future forms you'll make.
"Marlo, please there is no need for this, I mean she is only a hybrid, I'll understand if it's a pure demon" Zeven nervously laughed but stopped when Marlo didn't change his expectation.
"Is that any way to treat you new queen?" Marlo slashed his tail on the ground and the shocked look on Zevens face was priceless.
"Queen?" Zeven bowed his head lower and echoed to confirm.
"Yes, now do you see why this is serious?" Marlo laughed at the end and now more demons came to see what's going on.
"Yes sir, I won't... I'll" Zeven stuttered, anyone can tell that there is no hope for Zeven getting out of this.
"Well! make your choice!" Marlo hissed and passed around the tent, Darkin can hear Zeven shaking in fear at this point. "Oh looks like I'll be making the choice then" Marlo sounded disappointed.
"No! I'll choice the punishment, please don't kill me" Zeven begged on his knees, hugging onto his arm.
"Good, Zeven you have been my longest adviser, you can keep your job bit I think you'll need an assistant" Marlo chuckled to himself, "Darkin I want you leave, everyone to leave" Marlo said.
"Of course" Darkin left the tent, "Marlo said to go back to your duties!" he called out and the they went back to their business.
Darkin went towards the egg, he has to check it at least 20 times a day, Darkin smiled as he heard the screams of Zeven. 'Finally he got what he deserves' Darkin laughed, then went back to the egg. 'Who will be the one to wake you up?' he asked and the fait shape of a giant head was shaped.