Hot Gossip – SS

 

Scene setting : The Park

co-written with Krystal

 

Krystal:  Maya was a little suspicious at Lydia’s reaction. It hadn’t even been that surprising toher, and she was there. It was very common for new Princes, or Princesses, to rise to their new-found stature by downing the previous monarch in battle. She looked out the tassles and through the window, and she could see their home in the cave from here. They were nearing the destination in which they’d depart from the carriage. “Lady Gabriel has always seemed very strong, and to myself, it’s not a surprise she finally overthrew Belial. Allister and I could’ve gotten ourselves into some big trouble, but luckily it seemed that none of the Royals wanted another fight. They gave us a warning and we left promptly,” she said, glancing at Allister a little angrily.

Allister sunk in his seat a little, hunching his shoulders. He knew good and well it had all been his fault, but he wasn’t about to correct Maya as she covered for him.

 

Razorbackwriter:  The gossip was juicy as it was delicious to hear. Maya and Allister both offered up what they knew about the death of Belial and the rise of a new Princess to the realms of Hell. What may have seen like a common affair to the likes of Maya, as she described the battle and how Lady Gabriel was a strong contender to defeat Belial without so much as a scratch; was intriguing to the demon of Ambition. The want and lust for power – to be better…oh she must have a greedy streak after all, Lydia thought as she used her slender digits to smooth out her skirt.

Lydia gave a curt nod that the other royals were not at all interested in another fight with Maya and Allister, and who could blame them after taking the head of Belial in such a fashion. Nothing could really compare after that feat.

The carriage started to slow as it reached its destination. The cave like home of Maya and Allister. How did the driver know this? Well, Lydia was able to communicate telepathically whilst speaking to the pair within the carriage, and she also noted how Maya stared outside the window at what must be her abode. Humble as it was. Lydia reached up and tugged on the red ribbon and the carriage rolled to a stop. The door opening by itself.

“Well, here we are. Safe and sound.” Lydia chimed as she waited for the pair to disembark. “You have both been most entertaining, and I look forward to our meeting another time.”

This was her way of saying farewell to the pair. Lydia was now in a dreadful rush to go and relay what she had heard to her Master, the Demon of Greed. Prince Mammon. Oh, she was going to get more than a painted gold star for this. A Duchy in another realm perhaps.

Once Maya and Allister alighted from the carriage, the door would slam shut and the carriage would take off at speed….bound for the Kingdom of Greed.

~RB~

 

Krystal:  Maya smiled again, standing up to exit the carriage. “Thank you again for the ride, Domi. We both really appreciate it.” She helped Allister out, and watched the carriage speed away. Maya couldn’t help but feel like they’d been somehow used and that Domi hadn’t just been generous and offered them a random ride from the kindness of her heart. But, they felt fine, and they’d manage to get home faster.

 

 

Story continues at the Castle of Greed.

Turkish delight – SS

Scene setting – Park

co-written with Krystal.

 

Krystal:  Maya nodded to the woman, taking note to call her as such, and when she winked at her, Maya smiled, though still feeling a little uncomfortable. “It is quite luxurious… It must be wonderful to be able to travel like this around the Kingdoms,” Maya said, clasping her hands together on her lap. Her nails were painted black, also, and were at a nice length. She raised a hand to touch the tassles on the window beside her. They felt very soft.

Seeing Domi move out of the corner of her eye, she saw the box and it’s contents. Maya took it in her hands, looking at all the different sweets. She bit her lips, and not wanting to be rude to someone who was so kind to offer them a ride, she took one and popped it inside her mouth, chewing with her mouth closed. It tasted wonderful.

Allister had stayed straightened up and sat properly after Maya corrected him. He was good like that, especially when he knew he was in trouble. After taking his eyes off of Domi’s bosom, he cleared his throat and moved some hair out of his face. He took the flask and smiled, his face still blazing from already being drunk. He flipped it open and took a swig before closing it and replying to her about her question. “Y-yeah, Lady Gabriel finally killed off that bastard Belial, finally… She’s the new Princess of Wraath,” he slurred.

Maya swallowed her Turkish delight after closing the box. “That’s right… Prince Belial is dead, and a new Princess has risen,” Maya repeated. “We saw the fight end. Princes Leviathan and Astaroth were also present.” Maya didn’t seem emotionally phased by this, but she did seem interested.

 

Razorbackwriter:  The carriage jostled along on the cobble stone path that weaved its way through the park with its occupants now enjoying themselves on the gifts of confectionery and alcohol that Lydia provided. These were more than just gifts, but a polite way of making Allister and Maya feel comfortable and relaxed in Lydia’s company. A demon with high ambitions always knows how to groom her targets or new friends to help get a leg up, so to speak.

Lydia’s gloved hand toyed with one of the nearest tassles, while she smiled at Maya’s comment that it was wonderful to be able to travel this way around the kingdom. “Beats walking any day. And nothing compares to the reception one gets at the castles of the Princes. You get treated like royalty by the staff. Not that I am royal mind you. I just love the way they live.” Lydia brought her hands together to be placed neatly in her lap – her eyes twinkling at the very thought of the juicy tales that this pair might know. Of course, when asked if there had been a death that eve; as Lydia had come to believe, she was rewarded with both offering information that one of the Princes had fallen to the blade of another. And not just any other. Lady Gabriel.

Lydia took out a black fan and snapped it open – flitting it furiously as she drew in a sharp breath feigning shock.

“Oh…my goodness! Belial lost his head….to a girl?” It was sensational as it was scandalous. Maya backed up her companion’s statement adding that they saw the fight and that two other princes were present. Prince Leviathan and Prince Astaroth. Lydia’s jaw dropped even further. Mammon was going to want to hear this…if he hadn’t already. Lydia could almost imagine the Prince’s reaction to such news. A Princess of Hell. What a treat.

“Such ambition the girl must have. I must say I am impressed.” Lydia added, forgetting herself for a moment, since she was of course the Demon of Ambition. Lydia didn’t normally have to resort to violence in order to get what she wanted, but this news shone a new light on just how a girl could rise to greatness in Hell.

“So how is it you both escaped the scene unscathed? Are you both blessed with good fortune, or was it just luck?”

 

~RB~