it’s been so long since you’ve both graduated at the academy, today being your tenth wedding anniversary. You remember the day like it was yesterday, blood roses bloomed on Amour Island, giving a prophecy of eternal love for you two. Lucifer never thought himself to be the domestic type, but here he was, doing some paperwork. He took after Satan’s throne after Malbonte led the revolution. He looked over as he saw you walk in and smiled gently.