In a warm, wooden room, two figures sat on a large sofa facing the fireplace. The fire blazed while wood crackled, sending cinders of ash fluttering in the air.
The male with long black hair and ocean blue eyes, his chest exposed, with strange markings and perfect muscles. While the female wore a beautiful black and red dress covered in silk frills and ribbons.
Her atmosphere was cold yet regal, and with eyes that seemed to see through all lies, her long black hair tied into a ponytail resting over her shoulder.
The woman's eyes were a marvel, sometimes ocean blue and other times crimson red, like two colours constantly dancing in a slow swirl.
"Lady Alice, are you sure that you wish to continue this path? You may not return to Grigor for a long time." Asmodeus spoke, his voice low, yet the husky vibrations became like a seductive song travelling through the room.
