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🔥 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 8 🔥

"So...Caliban won the first quest"  Sabrina says.

After what had happened with Nick, Lamia cannot look her in the eyes.

"You know what that means" The blonde witch adds.

"Yes i know, I failed the first quest, as Lilith keeps reminding me every single day. I must win the other two quests, I got this. I know, I know, I just have to win the other two quests, get rid of that damn clay prince, receive Lucifer's blessing and everything's going to be alright, I don't understand why you're all so anxious, I'm fine, I'm fine!" Sabrina stares at her, life in hell must be stressful, because Lamia sounds completely crazy.

"Actually, I'm here because I have to ask you something"

Lamia stops breathing.
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"Great job, Caliban" Asmodeus says, a malicious grin on his demon face, "I'm pleased to hear that the silly girl had a breakdown" Beelzebub looks at him "She has already failed after one challenge" the three kings laugh hysterically. Caliban looks around, flattered, he already feels the crown in his hands. "In any case" Purson, the third king says "We were thinking about a further intervention" he exchanges a malicious look with the others. Caliban looks at him, surprised "I thought we were supposed to win the challenge without any kind of help" "Of course, you will do most of the job, consider it a little favour, hoping you will remember it when you will be king"
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"Why are you so elegant? " Sabrina asks, curios.
Lamia sighs with relief "Sabrina" she smirks "You are officially invited to my first ball, you have the honour to be the first guest".
In fact, she is wearing her silky, red dress, that adheres to her body like a godness, her long hair falls softly on her back. Apophis looks at her, mesemized.

"I don't deny you're truly breathtaking, but I don't understand the need for this party" Lillith comments.

"I'm the queen, I don't need reasons to throw a party" Lamia answers.

The royal court is thrilled, even if people do not want to admit it, Lamia is better than Lucifer from this point of view, the former king was not a party lover. As the girl joins the guests on the  dance floor, she notices someone staring at her, someone with sea green eyes, mischievous eyes, as usual, she feels naked under his gaze, and decides to ignore it. She breathes deeply, she does not want him to understand the effect he has on her.

But it's too late.

She sees Caliban coming closer to her, "You look much better".

"Yes, I do" she says. The memory of her mental breakdown is embarrassing and vivid in her mind, ("What the Heaven did I do?").

With horror, she notices Caliban who reaches out his hand, wait, is he really asking her for a dance? Lamia looks at him confused, she holds his hand, after all, this night, she does not want to think about the challenge. For the first time in her life, she wants to feel like a normal girl.

She wants to have fun.

𝓘𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮

𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓯𝓮

𝓝𝓸𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓪𝔂 (𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓬𝓮)

𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓪𝔂 (𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝓽)