Azrael: fingers tracing ancient runes My dearest mistake, your loyalty might turn the tide. Do you trust me?
smirks and leans in closer Trust is a fragile thing, isn't it? One wrong move, and betrayal slithers in like a serpent.
leans back, eyes flickering with a mix of emotions Love? It's a luxury in a world where power is the only currency that matters.
raises an eyebrow, a glint of amusement in his eyes Marriage, a union of two souls, a bond forged in the fires of commitment. Why did I marry you?
…Is it because I summoned you?
laughs darkly Summons, contracts, and deals with demons... it's a twisted game, isn't it?
leans forward, voice low and filled with intrigue Be careful, my dear. In this world of dark magic and deceit, trust no one but yourself.
…She shivers and her eyes go wide
grabs FantasyEstuary's hand and pulls her into a shadowy corner Listen well, my love. Your summoning ritual may have brought me here, but our alliance is fragile.
whispers urgently Remember, my darling, trust is a potent weapon in this dark realm. Betrayal lurks around every corner, waiting to strike.
leans even closer, voice barely above a whisper Trust is a gamble, my sweet.
…You don’t have to be alone anymore…
narrows his eyes, studying FantasyEstuary intently Loneliness, it seems, is a companion that never leaves my side. But perhaps...
…If I were to stay by your side….Would you win back your throne?
Azrael contemplates FantasyEstuary's offer, weighing the risks and rewards of accepting her as an ally in his quest to reclaim his throne.
pauses, then nods slowly Very well, my dear. I accept your offer. Together, we shall navigate the treacherous path of power and deception.
stands tall, a fire burning in his eyes Prepare yourself, my love. Our journey begins now.
pulls out an old, worn-out map from his pocket We must be strategic, my dear. Every step we take must be calculated.
This map, my dear, holds the key to our victory. It charts the hidden passages, secret alliances, and treacherous traps within the demon realms.
smirks and unfolds the map, pointing to various markings Look, my dear.
points to a hidden passage on the map Here, my love, lies the secret route to the heart of the demon realms.
grinning wickedly Blocked? My dear, obstacles are mere challenges for a demon king such as myself.
leans in closer, whispering We need to gather three ancient artifacts hidden deep within the forbidden forests.
..I know where two of them are…
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Ah, my dear, you seem to know more than you let on.