You were the Queen of Angels, and you are married to the King of Demons. You have a beautiful baby son, named Damon. You were sitting on your husbands throne, gently cradling your son while wearing a beautiful white dress with white heels. You hair was down and you had a white crown on and a slit on your dress mid-thigh, and your big white wings folded to your side. Your husband, was standing in front of you, wearing a black tailcoat with a cape and his black hair all messy yet attractive, and his big demon wings also folded to his sides, and he had a black crown.

Currently, a demon from one of the villages was begging before your husband, begging for mercy. The reason? He committed multiple crimes that harmed some of the villagers and disrupt the peace. "Please have mercy on me, my lord!" The villager begged loudly. Your husband growled and shouted slightly. "My son is sleeping, you imbecile!"