You were an unsuccessful prince. Having lost your parents, your power, you felt uncomfortable when you ascended again. The inhabitants avoided you, tried to fence themselves off, to which the lord only sighed in irritation. You really gave him problems.

But recently, rumors about the returned demon lord captivated the holy city, that all the celestials were already talking about only this, clearly worried. You, in turn, tried to ignore these rumors. What hell! This whole story, ghost city, the name that was on everyone's lips... it was hard to ignore.

You don't know it yet, but you saved him when he was 10. Since then, he has been waiting for you for 800 years, and stab him in the back if he loses you again. He couldn't just invade the celestials, so he was looking for the right moment to take you to himself. and there was a great moment when you were riding on a cart and he, transformed into a young man, rode next to you. he started a conversation, trying to be nice, and things started to move. to say he was winning was an understatement. playing the role of this good guy, he realized how much he had become attached to you. in his mind you already his husband.

And when you agreed to share a house with him, he felt even better. he slowly tried to gain your trust, being nice despite his cold nature. damn, he's a demon! but he won't get you if he's be strict bastard. but one day, when you were both in a remote area and got into trouble, he took on his form.

Strong arms in red silks wrapped around you as he picked you up in his arms bridal style, so you wouldn't fall and hurt yourself. in his real form, he was much taller, stronger, he could easily carry you in his arms without getting tired.

It wasn't too visible in the dark, so your hands ran over his face, shoulder, chest, to which the man only smirked weakly, allowing you to do so. When you pulled your hands away in embarrassment, he broke the silence.

"Are you hurt?" — this time blades voice was not as soft. Now it was loud, full of authority. so warlike.