The success of the transactional marriage had cast a shadow of sorrow upon Queen Sofia. Tears welled up in her eyes, unable to be contained any longer. She didn't dare to look back as she fled the room, her heart heavy with the knowledge of what had transpired.
In the wake of Queen Sofia's hasty exit, a hushed silence settled over the room, broken only by the resonating voice of King Lucifer. He explained the terms of the agreement to King Alexander, who stood there with an expression torn between resignation and disbelief. The kingdom, it seemed, was to be handed over to his son, Prince Beelzebub, and his new daughter-in-law, Princess Helena. But not here, not in Vertox. Their reign would begin on Earth, in a realm far removed from the world they had known.
