A sudden aura filled the meeting room, heavy, dense and filled with anticipation. Erika and the other women who loved Asmodeus all met gazes before snapping their heads towards the Empress in a united front. Yet, the woman in question overlooked them with a calm yet powerful look in her eyes, firm and unbreaking.
'These beautiful warriors, all of them clearly adore this man. Asmodeus, the King of Demons.'
Empress Sarina's shoulders lowered, her back pressed against the chair as she lifted the corner of her lips in a scornful smile.
'I do not have the time or patience to waste time, please understand.'
Her eyes fluttered slowly, her smile fading for a moment before she tapped the table and cleared her throat.
—Ahem~
"Asmodeus, I wish to speak with you privately regarding the future and the role that you will play in the coming days." A tone rejecting any refusal.
