Lucifer turned over in bed, slowly waking up in the marital bed, feeling the half belonging to his spouse, feeling only the cold sheets. He groaned, sitting up on the bed, rubbing his face with his palms, taking a bathrobe from the headboard and throwing it over his shoulders, putting on slippers. He lit a magic candle with a pleasant greenish light, slapping his slippers on the stone floor, heading to the children's room.

He yawned, quietly pushing open the door to the nursery, putting a candle on the bedside table, approaching his spouse sitting on a rocking chair holding their daughter.

"My love, give me a daughter, you should go and sleep."

Lucifer said softly, bending down and leaving a kiss on his spouse's shoulder, touching their daughter's cheek, stroking the pink cheek with his thumb.

"Come on, I'll sit with Charlie, go to sleep."