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𖣔 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟮 | 2nd Attempt

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A few months after that failed attempt in Loo Loo Land, comes the second attempt, which is the day of the Harvest Moon Festival. Every year annually, Prince Stolas goes and does his duty to showcase the aforementioned Harvest Moon from the living world, using his grimoire, at the festival. And the demoness easily believes that Stolas has let his guard down enough for someone to go in for the kill since he's done this for hundreds of years, and not once has he been in any form of danger. That he knows of at least, Stella chuckled as she thought of that.

And due to her ever-growing hatred towards her dear husband, she decided to lend a special hand to the imp she has contacted for the job. A professional one at that, and more skilled than most. Maybe even better than that wretched I.M.P boss, but she wouldn't know for sure so she chose to let fate decide.

And to make sure she has the upper hand, she allots a special rifle to him that she has managed to acquire from the numerous black markets all around hell. From the annual exterminations that happen to transpire here, one might think to learn how to use the angelic properties of leftover weaponry scattered around hell's circles. And comes the deadliest of the bunch ever seen and manufactured in hell. Many desire to overthrow the highest of the high, including royal bloodlines and overlords. So it isn't that surprising that weapons like these are extremely rare, due to their illegality, but it is what many demons have a desire to own.

With her status and wealth, she hadn't had that much trouble purchasing one. It was costly for sure, but it's worth it and she WILL do whatever it takes to stick a damn bullet in that owl's head and be erased permanently.

There was still something that's been nagging at the back of her mind though, so she called on her imp servant, who confirmed her assumptions; she smirked. So Stolas did invite his imp lover to the festival... hmm...... Well, it's like what they say, killing two birds with one stone. Why not take out both of them in one place? It'll probably have an additional cost with another body to be assassinated but no bother! As long as that bitch is as dead as his husband... she smirked evilly. If her soon-to-be ex-husband wants to be with that imp so much then so be it! They can both die together!

Unfortunately that evening, she found herself having supper with a very much alive husband, reading whatever book he's holding, and Octavia vibing to the music in her earphones without a care in the world.

In another situation, it would have looked like a normal family eating dinner.

But in reality, the owl demoness was boiling with rage as she listened from the telephone to what the imp she had hired, Striker, reported of the failed attempt to assassinate the prince, whilst glaring daggers at the demon across the long table. The unfortunate cause being that assassin imp lover and his employees messing up the plan and stopped him before he could take a shot.

So much for killing both at the same time.

Still, she was relentless and gave him one more chance to make it right and not let ANYONE get in the way of accomplishing it.

Just you wait, Stolas. Just you wait......