The Closed Door in the Foresaken Hallway((Also Known as Rin's Bedroom.))

Doviculus entered the palace in a rage. How dare they rebel! Against HIM! This little stunt had thrown the entire truce of the treaty in peril! It threw everything into an uncontrollable chaos! It had damned the very safety he had been trying to create for his own daughter! With a yell of fury, Doviculus hurled Lil Verve Vress'le like a javelin, impaling one of his newer gaurdsman that had replaced the fired ones from earlier. He started pacing in a furious rage, sparks kicking up from his feet hitting the flint floor of the throne room. He pointed at a servant, then another and another. "You! You! And You as well! Go forth among my people. See who dares be ungrateful for all I have done for them. See who would dare rebel against me. And report! Quickly!" He then gestured to another servant. "Retrieve my daughter Rin, for me, would you?" Even though his voice had calmed considerably at the name of his daughter, the minion still practically tripped on it's own tail as it ran to get her. Doviculus took the time to fetch his weapon. Rin was his favorite daughter. Had been ever since the Dark Elf that was her mother had birthed her. Her mother had swiftly died in childbirth, but that was something that was all too common in Hell. He immediately took her and her twin brother to live with him in his palace. raising them together in his home. As years went by, Doviculus developed a soft spot n his heart that went out to Rin. Even after years on duty as an active succubus, she still managed to retain that glorious jewel of innocence. Hell hadn't managed to take it away from her, and he would be damned further if he allowed her to lose it. By the fires of the pit! Taking a cloth, he quickly wiped some of the blood off his chest. It was hardly ever his own blood covering him, but he knew the sight of him in blood always worried his precious daughter. As he heard the sharp clicking of heels, he quickly tossed the cloth away and sat, not in his throne, but at the foot of the throne. She was the only one who would get this treatment. "My child," his voice said softly, his empty hands opening wide for her to embrace him. "Come." Even though he was Lord of all Hell, Rin was the only person he never had raised his voice to, or even actually gave her orders. He asked, and she obeyed, happily, every time. That may have been why he loved her so.

Every time. Every time Doviculus had to adjust himself so as not to accidentally impale his child on the spikes growing out of his shoulder. She always hugged him, always worried for him. The other never did. It may have been another reason Rin was his favorite. "No wounds that will not heal, my precious child." He took her onto his lap. He was perhaps the only creature in all of creation that would have seen her as beautiful without lusting after her. When she started growing into herself, and becoming a succubus proper, as opposed to a succubus child, it took him many years to be able to train himself not to look at her with such desire. It would have been infinitely easier to let himself take her, add her to the Harem, but she already had a place in his heart that demanded he treat her differently. She could even sit on his lap like she was now, and he felt absolutely no arousal. only Fatherly affection, a feeling that was always strange to the Demon Emperor, yet always welcome. "You will not believe this, child. Your father got to visit Heaven itself today! Oh, how I wish I could describe the various glories I have seen there to you. How I wish you could have seen it! But then, it was not an appropriate time for me to take you." His voice took on an edge. "There is a traitor amongst us. Someone, in deliberate violation of the Treaties, led a force against Heaven. A force of Demons. I had to go personally to quell the attack, and now I have no leads..."

"Yes... You could help. You could apply your wiles. My other subjects are not so easily able to get the truth from my officers. They usually are too intimidated by their power and status. Maybe you could.... learn... some secrets that they keep in their darkest hearts. I have heard reports. You are, from what I hear, quite good at what you do." Doviculus hated himself, for in that last bit, his voice betrayed him, allowing a sliver of longing to enter his voice. He looked away. "I am sorry for that."

He was, frankly, rather shocked. A succubus who did not enjoy feeding off of her victim's soul in their own orgasmic bliss? That was most definitely a new one. But at the same time.... It was his daughter. He ran a finger through her beautiful hair. "I understand, child." He admitted softly to her. "Sometimes, I find myself wishing that I was no demon warlord. but another being, so I could be a better father to you. I wish for many things, nowadays... But I appreciate your help." This was another mark that showed their relationship as father and daughter. Where everybody else merely served, his daughter helped. He released his daughter's hand. "Go, my child," he said softly, his hand brushing her spine. "I shall see how to find you someone worthy of something real."

Doviculus nodded. That was that taken care of. But now, there was other business to attend to. He walked to the gates of his palace. Rumor was a Fallen had arrived at his doorstep. That needed investigating.

I tapped on the door, going to see the daughter of te lord of hell. We had been close friends for a LNG time now and I usually stopped in to visit her, occasionally more than once a day. If there was even a day and a night down here in hell.

I walked in and shut the door behind me, nodding over at her. "It's me, Ah Puch" I told her as I stepped closer to her bed, adjusting my suit blazer. "Not in a visiting mood I presume?"

"I'm alright. Emotions are not something I tend to express with my line to work" I told her as I smile slightly, allowing it to pull at the corner of my lips. "So. What has you stressed?"

I look at her and raise an eyebrow. "We'll, what do you mean?@ I asked softly, looking down at her. "Emotionally, I think rather well of you..," I whispered, looking sround

"A very attractive and brilliant person" I smiled as I sat, not laying but simply sitting on her bed. "I quite admire you to be honest"

I smirk and lean in closer to her ear "a lot, more than perhaps you can fathom" I told her before moving a little closer. "Perhaps one might call it love"

Inid and look away "yes. I do." I said silently as I looked back vet at her, my own heart speeding up to intense speeds, my chest rising an lowering with my increase of breathe