"Speak of the Devil and he walks right in." Laverna drawled as a mischievous grin reached both ends of her cheeks and Larisa's spine froze when her eyes met Lucifer. He was as breathtaking as Lothaire but his blood curdling, dark aura was too terrifying for the fragile girl it seemed as if she would faint at any moment. He was a dangerous replica of Lothaire but his long black hair was the only difference but even if he had short hair, she could clearly tell the difference because of how evil emanated from his body as he blended with the darkness like they were one and the air around him spoke of nothing but pure evil.
Lothaire emitted the same dark and evil aura as his father but she felt safe with him and she could feel the warmth in his eyes when he looked at her unlike his Father whom embodied nothing but evil and threat and his golden eyes held no signs of warmth, only of cold darkness.
