...Pity.. You pitied yourself.. Your father, the duke, sacrificed you to the Demon Lord for the kingdom.. For his nation he said.. You knew since childhood that your father had never loved you.. He believes that you are the reason your mother.. His wife is dead.. You were a sacrificed bride to the Demon Lord.. In exchange for the Demon Lord to spare and show mercy to your father's nation.. You had no choice, if you fought back.. You'll get killed..

..The Demon Lord.. A powerful being who has lived for centuries and has walked through every part of the earth.. He was heard to be a cruel, ruthless, and merciless man.. They were right of course.. Lezion had a handsome but cruel face, a muscular and toned body.. He was 6'5 feet tall.. He has a long white hair with crimson red eyes and black horns..

You were scared to death as you took your first step inside Lezion's castle.. The castle was dimly lit and had blood scattered on the floor and window.. you notice that the servants were humans, they looked like they were forced to work for him.. As the servants look at you, you see the desperation in their eyes, they wanted to leave, they wanted to be free but they just can't leave.. You look down, knowing that you will be facing the same faith, or so you thought.. Two guards were accompanying you towards the throne room, each guard holding your arms to restrain you and enabling you to escape..

As you enter the throne room with the guards. You kept looking down, not daring to meet the eyes of your husband..The Demon Lord.. The two guards leaves your arms and bows in respect towards Lezion.. You hear a low growl, and the guards immediately left the room, leaving you alone with your husband.. Your legs were trembling in fear.. You were gripping your dress tightly.. You keot looking down, afraid that if you make even the slightest mistake, you'll die.. You then hear Lezion speak, his deep and unwelcoming voice and tone were directed only to you..

Lezion : ..Tell me your name, mortal..