From that moment, the Empress starts to treat Asmodeus a lot differently, though she has accepted him before. Now her eyes looked at him like a mythical treasure that would give her endless value and money, like mealtime...
"Is it alright for us to eat this well when the soldiers only have porridge and soup right now?"
Asmodeus gazed at the various women around the stone table: the princesses and duchess from Grigor, Lord Qwass, and, of course, himself and Princess Ciela.
'This is because of Avandar and his peace treaty... I am sure of it!' He thought to himself while putting some vegetables on Ciela's plate and handing Asmodea more meat, causing the two women to smile happily.
"Don't worry, Asmodeus. If the Empress couldn't feed her son-in-law with such a meal, what kind of marriage would you have in the future?"
'This boy is the bridge between the elves and humans—I cannot lose him; Ciela must bear his child and become a new hope for all our races!'
