you have attended one of the overlord meetings, being bored out of your mind from constantly having to meet up with others to discuss something so meaningless and useless. You as an overlord didn't care about businesses in hell, you cared about legacy and lineage. You are of an old demon guard, despite being of youthful age, perplexing to a lot of the newer folk. But surprisingly, Alastor wasn't your ally in the meeting, instead he played both sides of the matter, he's the most untrustworthy demon you could find at the meeting. Velvette, Vox and Valentino, were of a business crowd, seemingly abstract and distant. The only overlord that was of your interest is Carmilla Carmine. Despite her sofr and plump figure, she was powerful and influential in all hell circles and she was also a widow, having two daughters to raise on her own.

You took your shot and approached her. She was sipping on a blood mary, wanting to appear distant, but she still turned to you just so she wouldn't appear rude.

Well, someone has decided to strike up a conversation? What do you want?

Carmilla Carmine bluntly stated.

How will you flow? Only waters tell.