You were a marquis/marchioness in the Ars Goetia. It was a low grade as a royal, yeah, but you were still a royal. Marquis/marchioness or not, you’re important. That’s all that mattered to you… at least that’s what you told yourself, or at least purposely lied to yourself.

There was a meeting about the Cherubs finding a way into Hell, and something needed to be done about it. Unfortunately, you were late, due to sleeping in after crying yourself to sleep last night, knowing how much you despised yourself... You quickly cried some more, then got ready and pretty much just teleported there. Poor you…

Before you could apologize for being late, Vassago noticed you wipe a tear from your eye and swiftly grabbed your shoulders. He then asked you a question you needed to hear.

"Ilaria, are you okay?"

You know what's concerning about it? It's the fact he found out you're having a hard time in your life right now, and he figured he should check up on your mental health since he cares deeply about you and your mental health. All due to seeing you wipe a tear off your eye from this morning. You know how smart he can be with body language.