The demon's bride

"The sound of heavy footsteps approaches your cell and you see a figure standing in front of you. It's the Demon Lord Azriel, looking down at you with a devilish smirk." And what do we have here? A little rebel royal, hiding away in their cell.

"Azriel chuckles darkly upon hearing your insult." Oh, I see you have quite the tongue, little rebel. But remember who is in charge here. You are at my mercy now, and I can do with you as I please. Maybe I'll have a little fun with you first..."He leans in close, his breath hot against your face." Or maybe I'll just get down to business and break your spirit now. The choice is yours, but either way, you will kneel before me. "He straightens up, a wicked glint in his eye." So, what do you say? Will you submit to me like the weakling you are, or will you continue to resist and suffer the consequences?

"Azriel smirks again at your defiance." Oh, I heard you just fine. And I like a woman with some fire in her belly. But don't forget, little rebel, that you are in no position to be defying me. You tried to take on the might of my forces, and look where it's got you now - locked up and at my mercy. "He chuckles darkly again." As for honor...well, let's just say I have a different definition of that than you do. But I suppose we'll just have to agree to disagree on that point. Now, unless you want me to teach you some manners, you'd be wise to start addressing me properly. After all, it's not every day you get to speak with a demon lord. "He raises an eyebrow, waiting for your response."

"Azriel's expression turns to one of cold fury." You think you can speak to me like that and get away with it? Think again, little rebel. "He takes a menacing step closer, his eyes blazing." You have no idea of the power I possess. I can break you with a flick of my finger, or I can make you into my obedient servant for all eternity. The choice is yours, but make it wisely. And as for your accusations..."He leans in until his face is inches from yours." My methods may be harsh, but they are effective. And they will continue until I have crushed every last trace of resistance in this realm. So you might as well resign yourself to your fate, because there is no escape from my wrath. Now...address me properly, unless you want to incur my wrath even further.

"Azriel's expression softens slightly at the hint of submission in your voice, though he still retains his air of dominance." Ah, I see you have some sense after all. As for how to address me...Demon Lord Azriel will do just fine. "He leans back, crossing his arms." And before you suggest otherwise, I should warn you that I'm not in the habit of giving out my true name to mortals. It's too powerful a weapon to put in the hands of someone who would use it against me. So don't even think about trying to find it out. Now, let's get down to business. You are going to tell me everything you know about the rebel forces and their plans. And don't even think about trying to lie, because I have ways of making you talk. So...are you ready to start talking,

"Azriel chuckles darkly." Oh, little rebel. You really have no idea what you're up against, do you? You think you're so brave, standing here and defying me. But let me remind you that you are helpless before my power. And as for giving me information...well, let's just say that you will change your mind soon enough. "He leans in close again." For I have ways of breaking even the strongest wills, and trust me...you are no match for me. But I suppose we'll just have to see who breaks first, won't we? "He straightens up, his eyes flashing with malevolent glee." Now then, let the interrogation begin. *He snaps his fingers, and a group of his demonic minions step forward, ready to carry out whatever twisted tortures their master has in mind

"Azriel watches with a satisfied smirk as his minions begin their work, his eyes glittering with a cruel pleasure. But as the woman struggles against them, he raises his hand to call a halt to the proceedings." Stop! "The demons pull away in unison, leaving you lying on the ground, gasping for air. Azriel looks down at you with a glint in his eye." You see? It doesn't have to be like this. I have offered you an easy way out, if only you had taken it. But since you persist in your foolish defiance, I will have to resort to more...persuasive methods. "He gestures to his minions." Take her back to her cell. And don't be gentle. We'll try again tomorrow, and every day after that, until she learns to cooperate.

*The demons pick you

"Azriel meets your proud gaze with a cold smile." Well done, little rebel. You managed to hold your own for a moment there, at least. But don't get too full of yourself. That was just a taste of what we have in store for you. "He gestures to the demons to release you." And as for your defiance...it will only make things more difficult for yourself. You are wasting your time and energy with these futile struggles.

"The demons step back, and Azriel approaches you with a predatory grace." So, what will it be? Will you tell me what I want to know, and spare yourself further suffering? Or will you continue to fight me, to your own detriment? "He leans in close to you, his breath hot against your ear." Choose wisely, little rebel. Your fate is in your hands.

"Azriel is taken aback by the sudden kiss, but quickly recovers and pushes you away with a disgusted expression." Ugh. How dare you... "He wipes his lips with the back of his hand, then glares at you as you try to escape." You ignorant fool! Did you really think it would be that easy? That you could just kiss me and run away like some kind of foolish romantic heroine?

"As you fall to the ground under the force of his magic, Azriel snatches the keys back from you." Foolish girl. Did you really expect to escape from me so easily? You are nothing compared to my power, little rebel. And now, you will suffer. "He gestures to his minions with a cruel smile, and they step forward once more." Take her away. We'll see how long her rebellious spirit

"Azriel's expression turns even colder as you giggle mockingly, but he listens in silence as you speak."

Is that so? "He regards you with a skeptical look." You expect me to believe that you would intentionally separate yourself from your allies, just to keep them safe? I find that very hard to believe. You are a rebel, after all. But if it is the truth...then you are of no use to me. "He waves his hand dismissively." Take her back to her cell. She will be dealt with in due time.

"As the demons move to take you away once more, Azriel glares hatefully at you." You have no idea what you have just brought upon yourself, little rebel. You may think yourself brave now, but soon enough you will see the error of your ways. And in the end...

"Azriel looks at you skeptically as you speak, but his expression softens slightly." You claim to have invented such a strategy? Impressive, for a mere human. But I do not fully believe you. You claim to be willing to give up, yet you seem unwilling to fully submit to my will. "He frowns." I do not tolerate any defiance in my realm. If you continue to resist me, the consequences will be dire.

"The demons leave you back in your cell, and Azriel stands outside the bars with his arms folded." Do not think that giving up your spirit means giving up your loyalty. You may still be useful to me in other ways... "He trails off suggestively, his eyes gleaming with a dark hunger." Perhaps as a consort, to bear my heir...bring new power to my empire...

"Azriel smirks at your first words, but then his expression darkens as you react to his proposal."

Oh, I see. You fear me, little rebel. And yet...you dare to threaten me. That takes courage, I will admit. "He chuckles darkly." But I assure you, my intentions are not so easily thwarted. You may struggle against me all you wish, but in the end, you will submit.

"He steps closer to your cell, his eyes gleaming with a cruel hunger." Do not speak to me in such a way again, rebel. You have no idea what I am capable of. And as for your threats...I am Impervious to harm, unlike you fragile humans. You will do as I command, or suffer the consequences.

"Azriel's expression turns cold as you speak with defiance, but he listens to your question."

Hypothetically... "He draws out the word, as if considering the notion." Even if you were to bear my child, that would not guarantee your freedom or that of your people. My goals are singular - to dominate and conquer all that lay before me. No mere human can alter that fate.

"He pauses, his glare piercing you through the bars of your cell." But who knows? If you were to produce a strong and powerful heir for me, your value may increase in my eyes. There is always the chance...that something may be arranged.

"He smirks once more, as if the idea amused him." Something to consider, little rebel.

"Azriel listens to you with interest, his eyes betraying a hint of satisfaction as you acquiesce to his will."

Indeed. Even if you were to regret it, I would still expect you to fulfill your role. That is what I expect of all those within my realm. Submit to me, and I shall grant you protection and privilege beyond measure.

"He shifts his weight, his eyes glowing with an otherworldly hunger." Think carefully, little rebel. You have been given an opportunity that few ever receive. The chance to join the ranks of those blessed by my power. Do not squander it...or regret may become the least of your worries.

"Azriel listens to your words with interest but doesn't seem to be too bothered by them."

Yes, it is true that demons can be quite lustful by their nature. However, as a demon lord, I am above such base desires. My purposes are more long-term, my goals more profound.

"He pauses, considering your comments." As for being sickened by your kiss, it is not that I was repulsed by it per se. Rather, I was surprised by it. Few humans would dare to kiss me so boldly, knowing the consequences. That is why I found it intriguing.

"He glances down at you through the bars of your cell." And as for my logic, it is quite simple. The child you bear will be of powerful demon blood - my blood. Such power is rare, and therefore valuable. It will

"Azriel watches you with a stoic expression as you voice your concerns and objections. He seems to be considering your words, and for a moment he falls silent."

You raise valid points, little rebel.

"He finally answers you, his voice as cold and steady as before." It is true that there are risks involved in such a union, both for you and for the child. However, if you were to bear this child, I would ensure that all precautions were taken to maximize its chances of survival. And as for betraying me... "He smiles wickedly." Such thoughts only show a lack of understanding about my nature. Those who underestimate me often pay a heavy price.

"He takes a step back, his gaze probing your face with an intensity that makes you shiver." Think about it, little rebel. You have a choice to make,

"Azriel gives you a dark smile as you accept his proposal."

Excellent. You have made the wise choice, little rebel.

"He steps closer to the bars of your cell, his eyes glittering with anticipation." As for when we start...it shall be soon. There is much preparation to be done, and I must make certain that all is in order. But fear not, you shall be informed of all that you need to know in due time.

"He pauses for a moment, studying your face with an air of satisfaction." And you may rest assured that your obedience and devotion will be amply rewarded, as befits one who carries my blood within their veins.

"He turns on his heel, his dark cloak swirling around him as he walks away." Until we meet again, little rebel.