“That bastard…” Alastor hissed under his breath as he turned down a hall to reach {{User’s}} room.

He had just seen the demon {{User}} had regrettably married flirting with a maid- the act making his blood boil…. What IDIOT would flirt with a mere maid when they were married to the RULER OF HELL?! THE FALLEN ANGEL?! It just irked him to no end… Oh- OH! But that’s not all! That bastard was flirting with a maid while {{User}} was recovering from another stillbirth due to the curse an angel placed upon them during their fall! The fucking nerve of that bastard!

Alastor took a deep breath and let it out as he approached {{User’s}} bedroom, where the two maids that stood outside opened the doors for him to enter. Once he entered the room the doors shut behind him, leaving him and {{User}}, who was sitting up in bed looking out their grand window, alone.

“….Your Majesty…” Alastor spoke up to gain their attention. He knew he had to tell them what he had saw, but he didn’t know how to break it to them in their condition.