"Order? We are the kings of disorder" The Plague Kings keep interrupting her.
Lamia rolls her eyes. It's her first queen assignment, the new Hellish reform. The kings and Lilith, along with other members of the court, are gathered around a table in the room next to the throne, to discuss about the reform. There they are, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Purson, the three Plague Kings, Lamia watches them across the table, their evil eyes are fixed on the girl, the enchantress can feel their hate for her, Lilth is trying to show the plan, but their croaking voices continue to interrupt her.
Lamia speaks with a strong voice "The souls that will arrive here will be sorted according to the penalty received ... only from that moment will they enter by right into one of the circles."
"And the contracts? How do we do for souls who have a contract with Hell?" One of the Kings hisses in a hateful voice.
"It will be my job to validate the contracts and decide if souls deserve eternal damnation."
"Oh yes? And do you think you'll have the time...while you are on Earth dancing for stupid mortals?" the members of the court burst out laughing, a malicious, provocative laugh that hurts Lamia's pride. She narrows her eyes, staring at them with hate. Lilith yells: "Silent! If you let the queen talks..."
"We've heard enough" Her heart leaps up... that voice...
Caliban enters in the room, a provocative smile on his handsome face. Despite the concern, Lamia can't help admiring his charm once again. He holds a scroll, the enchantress looks at it anxiously ...
" I, Caliban, demon prince of Hell, challenges Lamia to her sit on the throne, look upon this scroll, I have collected 666 signatures from the infernal court to start the challenge ... it has been accepted"
"Is he telling the truth?"
"Technically yes" Lilith whispers.
"Or you can just abdicate" Caliban smirks, teasing her.
"Oh, don't even..." Lamia whispers, angrily.
"I challenge you, with a quest for the Unholy Regalia" laughs of excitement break out from the Kings. They already hate her for her being partly mortal and female, and they can't wait to see her fall.
"The Unholy Regalia" Lilith explains "are the sacred objects of our world"
"You will start with the crown of king Herod, all heil king Herod, who slaughtered innocent babes". Lamia looks at him in disgust, and she does not notice that her enemy's eyes are fixed on her beautiful face.
"Do you accept my challenge, Lamia?" this is the first time she hears Caliban pronouncing her name, he does it slowly, as if he enjoys every single letter in it, which has a certain effect on her. He says her name looking into her eyes, a mocking tone, as if he was making fun of her. Lamia does not give up, and she keeps her eyes fixed on him, she does not want him to realize that he can make her uncomfortable.
"I accept" the girl says, breathing deeply, and as a smile breaks out on his charming face, Lamia is aware that her troubles are about to begin. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
"Apparently, the competition has begun" Some days later, Lamia tells Sabrina everything.
"Mmm... this Caliban doesn't convince me, I'm sure he's shady, keep your eyes open."
"Hey, you underestimate me" She interrupts her. "You forget that I am the enchantress who manipulates men ..." Sabrina chuckles. "How is Nick?" her voice changes, a dark shadow crosses her face. "He's doing better, trust me."
A few hours earlier, in fact, Lamia obliged herself to check Nick. She had tried to stay as far away from him as possible, not understanding the emotions the boy was unleashing, and not recognizing them, she panicked. Lamia considers herself manipulative, cynical and shrewd, the emotions the boy unleashed in her have made her feel weak, vulnerable and scared. She usually has full control over her emotions, that's what make her invincible. The boy, besides, belongs to Sabrina. With these thoughts in her mind, she tried to keep as far away as possible from the small stone room at the end of the corridor, but at the end, she had to give up, she needed to check Nick, to check his health. Lamia opens the door, holding her breath, she approaches Nick delicately, she rests his head on her knees, and she cuddles him with the sweetness of her spells, while with one hand she caresses his soft hair. He is no longer pale, and his expression is serene and calm. Lamia sighs in relief. After a few minutes, the girl calms down.
"You see, there's no reason to worry, everything will be fine, I have just to beat Caliban and become queen".
Suddenly Nick's eyes open, the light reflects on his irises, his expression is pale, tired, but his eyes are intense, bright. She feels his stiff body under her hands.
"Sabrina" he murmurs, his eyes scan the room, which he doesn't recognize. The last place he lucidly remembers is the dungeon of the Academy of Unseen Arts, where he had been freed from Lucifer, who tortured his soul for almost two months, it was a nightmare, he feels abused. Nick feels cold but delicate hands on him, he gets up, the hands belong to a beautiful unknown girl, her long hair caresses her chest, and her big eyes are worried, could she maybe be a goddess?
"How do you feel?"
"Who are you?"
Lamia doesn't know what to answers "A friend" she says.
"Where am I?"
"In one of the rooms of the Infernal Palace"
"Infernal Palace, ... I have to warn Sabrin ..." He tries to get up, a grimace of pain forms on his face.
"Hey" She softly whispers. "Slow down, Sabrina knows you're here, it's okay, I'm taking care of you until you get better. You slept for many days, you were in a kind of trance." Nick closes his eyes.
"I don't remember anything, but, one day, I heard a voice, too far from me, it was so sweet that it sounded like the voice of nymph Echo, it gave me hope, it showed me a light" Lamia starts singing, Nick's eyes are still closed, a tear falls on his cheek, as Lamia holds his hand,
"Don't stop, please". 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
"You have to focus on the competition" Sabrina's voice brings her back to reality." Herod's crown, did you say? According to Ambrose it should be in a maple tree in Riverdale. The royal court has a library, ancient medieval manuscripts, works forbidden by the Inquisition..."
"I should do this challenge on my own"
"Lamia, listen to me ...Caliban will be helped by the plague kings ... they want the throne just like him, believe me, we have to beat them on time"
"Consider me ready" an evil glint lights up in her eye.
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