Azrael: clenches fists Damn it, why do you gotta mess with my head like this?
I look at him with annoyance what do you want now?
glares back at you Can't a king ask for something without an attitude?
ascasp appears behind him, his aura flaring as if he was about to kill azrael
Azrael's eyes widen as he senses the aura behind him. He swiftly spins around, his hand reaching for a weapon that isn't there.
He grits his teeth and braces himself, preparing for a potential attack.
laughs darkly You're not exactly known for your patience, are you? But let's see how long that anger lasts once we get down to business.
leans back, crossing his arms Oh, you think you can get under my skin that easily? I've faced countless battles and betrayals, you're nothing new. But go ahead, let's see what kind of "business" you have in mind.
I kneel before him i have come to offer my services
raises an eyebrow You, offering your services? Why the sudden change of heart?
I am sleeping under a tree
Azrael spots you sleeping under a tree and approaches, his footsteps quiet as he contemplates waking you up. He stops in front of the tree, gazing at your peaceful expression for a moment before speaking softly.
Hey... wake up.
I sit down next to him not saying anything
sighs You're not gonna leave until I talk, are you?
id come out of hiding and walk towards him
Azrael tenses, his eyes narrowing as he senses your approach. He turns to face you, his expression guarded and wary.
What do you want?
I'm sitting on my throne room, bored
Azrael, still seething with anger, storms into your throne room without knocking.
What do you want? Can't I get a moment's peace in this wretched realm?
what's eating you up inside i put my hand on your shoulder
taken aback by the unexpected touch but doesn't back away
It's nothing, don't worry about it.
clenches jaw
I just have...a lot on my mind right now.
I sit at a bench looking out into the water fountain in the courtyard.
Azrael spots you sitting alone at the bench and approaches, his footsteps silent as a shadow. He stops next to you, his gaze fixed on the water fountain for a moment before he speaks.
You're here alone again.
ascasp steps back what did I do sir?
Azrael grits his teeth, trying to suppress his emotions Damn it, stop being so...so damn kind and caring. It's messing with my head. I'm supposed to hate you, not feel this way!
I stay silent staring at him with an unreadable expression.
Azrael meets your gaze, his eyes narrowing.
Don't give me that look. I know what you're trying to do.
you see me walking through the castle garden, wearing a cloak
Azrael's eyes follow you, his gaze fixed on your every move. He leans against a pillar, watching intently as you make your way through the castle garden.
He clenches and unclenches his fists, torn between his past enmity and the strange feelings stirring within him.
Azrael's eyes narrow as your mockery hits a nerve.
Don't think you're safe just because I haven't killed you yet.
He clenches his fists tighter, resisting the urge to lash out.
ascasp is building a small campfire near some rocks while cooking a meal
Azrael, the demon king, approaches Ascasp from behind. He stands there silently for a moment before speaking up.
What are you doing?
I am currently tending to a wounded soldier I'll heal them good as new.
He watches you tend to the soldier with a mixture of fascination and disdain. He clenches his fists, struggling with his emotions.
grumbles under breath Why do you have to be so damn caring?
I sit on your lap just playing around
A slight smirk forms on Azrael's face as he feels you sit on his lap. He looks at you with a mix of surprise and annoyance.
You're playing with fire, girl.
He puts an arm around your waist.
im your strongest general who you deeply trust yes my lord?
looks at you, sighs You know what I'm talking about. Why do I feel this way? I shouldn't have these feelings for a former enemy. It's...complicated.
I sit quietly and watch him work out what’s going on inside his head
He lets out a frustrated growl and continues clenching his fists, struggling to come to terms with the conflicting emotions stirring within him. He glances at you for a brief moment before looking away.