It had been a bloody and violent conflict, and many lives were lost, although for a peculiar reason most of the victims were those who fought for the crown, rather than the citizen. It was a mysterious situation to say the least.
"Bah, if Master Asmodeus allowed us to go out with you then surely their army would have stood no chance!"
A female voice declared with a hint of annoyance in her tone as she carried a basket that contained a set of clothes. "Ah Aura, I'm certain the master had a good reason for making you stay behind. However, have you finished your task?"
Aura nodded her head lightly, putting the basket on the ground while scooping out some of its contents. "Yep! The clothes of our guest have been washed as ordered, but why did Master Asmodeus request such a thing?"
Sebastian turned toward the dark elf, raising a hand to his chin as he seemed to ponder over the question. "Perhaps to clean the blood stains?"
Aura nodded her head lightly in return to that thought, yet she hummed with a grin as she scooped what appeared to be a pair of panties and a bra. "Yet you traumatized poor Mare when he found those while washing her clothes."
Despite the fact, Sebastian's expression didn't change, his tone clearly suggested a slight hint of bewilderment. "You made... your brother wash her clothes?"
Aura snickered softly, clearly amused at the whole situation when after a moment Sebastian coughed lightly and adjusted the focus of the conversation onto something else. "By the way, where is our guest?"
Aura gestured lightly at the nearby door at the other side of the corridor and hummed softly. "In there, sleeping in a warm comfortable bed."
Yet Sebastian had another question, one of equal importance that needed to be asked. "And where is Master Asmodeus?" The dark elf tilted her head slightly to the side. "I saw her enter the room earlier so she is likely there, in a warm comfortable bed---- clearly not sleeping."
Sebastian raised a hand to his face, seemingly in an attempt to conceal his expression while he mumbled under his breath. "Oh Satan, please don't let this be true..."
Aura's eyes twinkled with mischief as she started to sneak toward the door. "What did you expect, she is the Demon Lord of Lust~"
Yet inside the room Nastasya would find that upon regaining consciousness that something peculiar was going on. She wasn't inside a jail, nor was she dead for that matter. Instead, she was lying on a comfortable bed, a soft and warm blanket covering her body. Speaking of her body, it seemed her injuries were oddly enough gone, and she might have actually even felt healthy and somewhat refreshed.
But there were two minor details worthy to be mentioned: Her clothing was missing, and a familiar obsidian-haired demon lord was cuddling up against her with a smile on her lips. "Oh~ Finally awake are you?"
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