Mary, Queen of Scots to be imprisoned. This was after she abdicated and fled from Scotland to England in 1567.
“Alright, so now that question has been answered, now it is time for my next and the most obvious of all, why are you here, Asmodeus?”
“As I stated, I am simply here to grant you a message.”
“And that is?” I asked, hoping he would hurry up already and do so.
“Let's just say there is a reason there was a massive earthquake today in Malaga, Spain, which ended up destroying a great proportion of the city.”
“Abaddon… he knows,” I whispered as my heart ached for him. Asmodeus bowed his head in acknowledgement, and I couldn't help it as a tear slipped through beneath my lashes. I guess they hadn't dried up after all, I thought bitterly.
“So, does this mean that Lucifer wants me back?” I asked in a hopeful tone.
“Not exactly.” His answer surprised me, for surely the plan was not to let Abaddon continue on his furious rampage.
“What then, what exactly does he expect me to do? I can't calm him down if I'm not there!” I snapped.
“Lucifer has, should we say… had a change of heart.” Again, my face was easy to read as my frown deepened.
“I don't understand, I mean for one, I didn't actually think he had a heart.” At this, Asmodeus chuckled.
“As hard as it may be to believe, he does indeed have a heart. However, there is only one being alive that it belongs to and seeing as it's not a love that is yet in a position to be returned…well, let's just say it can make the ruler of Hell somewhat bitter… something I am not in a habit of hastily admitting, having some experience with this myself,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck in a frustrated manner, and I had to say I was surprised.
I was surprised for a number of reasons. In fact, at the top of that list would be discovering that Lucifer could actually be in love with someone. Second, that this shock would be to discover that Asmodeus had also lost his heart to someone and was admitting so, not only to his friend but to himself also. Because if there was one thing I knew about royalty of any kind, it was that they admitted no weaknesses, for to do so was like handing defeat to the enemies on a platter.
Then again, I was just a lowly Imp, and not strong enough to be considered anyone’s enemy, so was it really so surprising? Hell, if I had to name even one person I was an enemy to, I would be naming myself. Yet, despite knowing this and spending my near entire existence being my own worst enemy, as for right now, well I knew that none of this was my fault. No, for this situation had been by the bad decisions made by others, and now they were asking me to what, to help them!? To help them contain the consequence of their grave mistakes made. Had I not wanted to be reunited with Abaddon so badly then I would have told them to go back to Hell… literally.
“I warned Lucifer what would happen should he split us apart. I warned him and he didn’t listen,” I told Asmodeus with a shake of my head.
“I know this. as, trust in me when I tell you, the results of such were greatly discussed… in detail.”
“And this great discussion, where exactly did it lead, huh? Was it somewhere along the lines of, ‘oh darn, that Imp was right, and I was wrong, and I wish I would have listened to her, she is so unbelievably smart… a lot smarter than I’… something like that perhaps?” I questioned, making Asmodeus laugh.
“Not exactly, no,” he replied with a smirk.
“Didn't think so,” I said in cutting tone.
“Although, something has to be said for your nature and credit needed to be given by Lucifer when due, for there are not many that would go up against Lucifer and speak to him the way that you did. In his own words, he believed you to be both one of the most foolish and yet the most courageous demons he had ever met. And believe me when I tell you that is high praise indeed when coming from my friend.” I scoffed at this, even if the truth was that it did make me feel good.
“So, what next? Where does that leave us and what