"We should go meet father now, he wants a report on your mission"
This time Leona spoke coldly to Damion, her voice went completely monotone
[Damion : Yeah, that's the usual Leona. Acting like this is more natural for you than pretending to be a good big sister! You always act so ruthless to us but you suddenly turn soft every time you enter this hallway to come stare at this "portrait" It's not even a portrait! It's just a frame, there's no painting!]
What Damion said was true, it was just an empty frame that was hung on a wall
He quickly followed behind Leona
"Have they been waiting long?"
"Yes, they didn't expect it to take you all night" Leona replied sternly
"I ran into some... unexpected trouble"
"I don't want to hear your sorry excuses right now Damion, save it for father. I know that you like to go and 'play' while on your missions"
the rest of the walk was just silent with Damion following Leona as quietly as he could to not further annoy her
The pair finally stopped walking when they reached a huge door, Leona slowly opened the door to reveal a large throne room with stairs at the end of the room leading to a huge throne where the Demon Lord sat
Behind his throne was a portrait of himself, the Demon Lord had pitch black hair that was long enough to reach his feet, but was kept tied up in a ponytail which greatly contrasted with his grey eyes. But if you look close enough you could see little specs of light that shimmered in his hair like stars. He had two long horns which curved backwards towards the ceiling and he was dressed in elegant clothing.
At the bottom of a portrait there was a label which read : Niran
[Damion : I always hate it when I have to come back to report on my missions, I would atleast like it if it was only father and I, but he always insists on having the rest here with us]
"Greetings father" Damion said as he slowly approached Niran who was sitting there fiddling with strands of his hair
Damion said as he looked around the room trying to find Balor and Oona
"Where are the rest?"
"Balor is occupied at the moment, and Oona is reflecting on her actions in confinement" Leona replied sternly whilst walking to stand to the left hand side of Niran's throne
"Hah!" Damion let out a scoff "By occupied do you mean neglecting his duties to feed the town and instead staying in his room doing drugs?"
Leona stayed silent
"Staying silent as always... big sister... and by solitary confinement do you actually mean tortu-"
"Oona is being punished for having another or her hissy fits, there is no reason to continue questioning my decision" Leona replied gruffly
"Oh I see" Damion said as he yet again plastered another smile on his face
"Enough with this, Damion, how was your mission. You took a lot longer than I expected, were you atleast successful?" Niran said, Niran had a deep and velvety voice
"Yes father! I have eliminated Yael Lyle!" He said with a genuine smile on his face, he was waiting for Niran to praise him
"That's good, I knew I could count on you... Damion"
Niran said as he got up from his throne and slowly walked towards Damion, he easily towered over him. Niran was around 7'6 (Damion is 6'5)
Even though Niran's words were kind the tone of his voice was emotionless
"But why did it take you so long? Have I treated you too kindly? I know that you like to fool around, is making me wait a new way to rebel?" Niran said as he slowly lifted his hand to rest on Damion's shoulder