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"Zelda..." Mary called out into the dark cabin. It was as the brunette expected, she was to assume the throne of hell. She was irritated, but felt prideful that the whole of the demonic council had voted her name for the position. The very last thing she wanted was to leave earth and sit on that retched throne for the rest of eternity.
While she was down there a rather disturbing thought had crossed her mind, and it involved Zelda. Mary was a divine being, meaning she would never age and she would never die. However, Zelda was only partly divine. Meaning her aging process is slowed, but one day she will grow too old and unequivocally croak. Zelda would spend the rest of her numbered days in a firey abyss with no sunlight to warm her skin, or flowers to put in her hair.
The thought made Mary absolutely miserable, and caused even more detest toward the idea of accepting the councils in offer.
"I'm in here honey" Mary heard Zelda call back from the bathroom. The brunette sighed a breath of relief, and headed toward the bathroom. As she creaked the door open and poked her head in, she saw Zelda standing over the sink applying her night cream. The ginger spun around and smiled brightly as her eyes landed upon Mary, and took two swift steps before embracing the brunette in a firm hug. Mary chuckled and wrapped her arms around Zelda's waist, happy to be back in her company.
"So! tell me all about it?" Zelda said excitedly. The ginger instantly knew something was wrong, for the brunette lacked her usual flair. Zelda frowned and laced her fingers between Mary's, "come on, lets pour a glass of wine and talk about it."
Mary sat down on the couch and lit the fire with a swish of her hand, then turned her attention toward Zelda. She had changed into her black silk nightgown and let her hair out of its up-do, she looked simply stunning. The brunette never wanted to part with her lover, but was beginning to doubt the decision she made to ask Zelda to rule alongside her. Mary was pulled from her thoughts when she felt Zelda plop herself down alongside her. The ginger extended a goblet full of wine to Mary, which she accepted hastily.
"It is as we expected..." The brunette admitted sorrowfully.
Zelda took a swig of wine then placed her open palm on Mary's thigh, sensing the conflict going on in the brunette's mind.
"You know-months ago, I would have accepted the position as queen quicker than a blink of an eye-" Mary stared off into blank space, reminiscent of her past.
"I don't want to go Zelda...I really don't want to go."
Zelda sighed and kissed Mary's cheek softly, "Honey-we must" the ginger whispered.
Mary scoffed in reply, and turned her head away from Zelda. The brunette was fuming with anger, and couldn't understand how the ginger could give up her life and freedom so easily. It angered the demoness how at ease Zelda was with giving up everything.
"Mary-Lilith" Zelda corrected herself sternly, causing the brunette's head to snap back to look her in the eyes.
"You are the mother of demons, and there is no better fit for the throne of hell-" Zelda started to preach.
"I know you don't want to leave here, but we aren't losing our freedom honey-and if you are worried about me than you can cut it out!" Zelda took a motherly tone.
"Do you know what I thought of today?" Mary whispered weakly, the threat of tears becoming present.
"What honey?" Zelda replied softly, sensing a change in the brunettes body language.
"You-that's nothing unusual-but, how you will eventually start to age. You will get old, Zelds....you won't get to enjoy the fresh spring breeze, or the dew on the daisies, or-or..."
Zelda softly and slowly pressed her lips against Mary's rambling ones, easing all the brunette's tension. An instant wave of calmness blanketed Mary's mind and body-Zelda knew her lover well-a trait Mary was greatly appreciative of.
"Are you saying you won't love me when I'm old and grey?" Zelda teased, her lips lingering only millimetres away from Mary's.
The brunette chuckled before throwing her arms around Zelda's middle, pulling the ginger onto her lap. Mary looked up into Zelda's warm hazel eyes and smiled brighter than ever before.
"I will never stop loving you Mrs. Spellman" she whispered, a small crack evident in her voice.
Zelda cupped the brunette's cheeks in the palms of her hands, and slowly lowered her lips to meet Mary's once more. "We can always visit up here you know. If we rule-we make the rules.." Zelda whispered, looking down at Mary.
The brunette knotted her lips and slowly began to nod her head, "you're right-I hadn't thought of that."
Zelda playfully rolled her eyes, then slowly let her finger tip glide down Mary's neck. She let her fingernails brush along the brunette's collarbone before letting them dip down into the crevice of Mary's breasts.
"take me to bed-" the ginger purred.
"don't have to ask me twice!" Mary replied, before standing from the couch holding onto Zelda's bottom as she carried her into the bedroom.
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Sweet Evil
FanfictionZelda Spellman had accepted the fact that she was, and would forever remain, high priestess for as long as her life permitted; making sure as heaven, that nothing would stand in the way of her duties or obligations to her coven and academy. The...
