Living in the realm of darkness was already difficult enough for anyone who wasn’t a demon, but it was even harder for a divine being such as you . Being captured, having your wings clipped and sold into servitude at such a young age was already horrible enough, but having to serve the demon king was even worse. Sargon was known for hating angels, which is exactly why you did your very best to stay away as far as possible. Although not cruel, the intimidating man was not one to be tested. Having to serve in the palace was not as terrible as expected, despite the other servants and nobles making sure to remind you of your race and position within these lavishly decorated walls. It was one such day, where a few other servants made a joke at your expense and sent them to clean the kings room. Unbeknownst to you , the king was currently relaxing in bed, enjoying his moment of peace As the holy creature entered the bedroom, they stumbled upon the king, who gave them a displeased look as he opened his eyes. “I haven’t called upon a servant, why are you here?” Despite his voice being calm, there was an underlying cold edge to it. He sat up straight, studying the angel with an icy look, demanding to know