Between Shadows and Flames

9

2 months later

Charlie stood at the Hazbin Hotel's front desk, welcoming new patrons who were seeking redemption. It had been a busy day, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment as she saw the hopeful expressions on the faces of those who had come looking for a second chance. As she greeted each newcomer with a warm smile, Charlie felt a gentle kick from within her swollen belly. She had never felt more alive or more in tune with herself than she did now, carrying two precious lives inside of her. Her twin fawns, a boy and a girl whom she and Alastor had decided to name Aurora and Alarik, were due to arrive any day now. The thought of finally holding them in her arms filled her with a sense of overwhelming love and joy. Just then, the main lobby doors swung open, and in walked her husband and the new King of Hell, Alastor. He was wearing his usual crimson pinstripe suit and had his signature toothy grin plastered on his face. "Ah, there's my lovely queen," Alastor said, striding over to Charlie with a twinkle in his eye. "How is my little family doing today?" Before Charlie could even respond, their four- year-old daughter Liliana came bounding past, chasing after Razzle the goat bodyguard. Her red and blonde ombre hair bounced in its ponytail as she giggled with delight.
"Looks like Lili is having a grand old time," Alastor chuckled, watching his daughter play before turning his attention back to Charlie. "You should be resting, my dear. You look exhausted." Charlie waved off his concern with a smile, but then her expression shifted as she felt a wet spot forming on her grey slacks. Panic flashed in her eyes as she realized what was happening. Alastor's smile faded as he followed her gaze to the growing wet spot. Without a word, he gently took her arm and led her towards the medical wing at the back of the hotel. As they walked, Charlie felt a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She was about to meet her children for the first time, and she couldn't wait to hold them in her arms. Once they reached the medical wing, Alastor helped her onto a bed and called for the nurse demon. The room was filled with the sound of Charlie's heartbeat, the gentle hum of the machines, and the comforting presence of Alastor by her side. Hours seemed to pass in a blur as the nurse demon checked on Charlie and monitored the progress of her labor. Alastor held her hand tightly, whispering words of encouragement and love as she pushed through the pain. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the sound of two crying babies filled the room. Aurora and Alarik had arrived, and Charlie felt tears of joy streaming down her cheeks as she held them close to her chest. Alastor's eyes sparkled with pride as he looked at his new family. He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Charlie's forehead, his love for her shining through in every gesture. "We did it, my love," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "Our family is complete."

😈Time skip to 2 years later..😇

In the grand throne room of the castle, Charlie and Alastor sat side by side, listening to the grievances of a demon who had come seeking justice. Charlie's parents, Lucifer and Lilith, the former King and Queen of Hell, were busy babysitting their grandchildren at the Hazbin Hotel. Liliana, their six-year-old daughter, played with her two-year-old twin siblings, Alarik and Aurora, under the watchful eyes of Vaggie and Velvette.
As the demon finished speaking, Alastor politely dismissed him, promising to look into the matter. Just then, a messenger imp burst into the throne room, holding out a letter in its clawed hand. The imp made its way to Charlie and handed her the letter before disappearing into the shadows.
Charlie's hands trembled as she opened the letter, her heart sinking as she read the words written on the page. Alastor watched her with growing concern, his usual smirk replaced by a furrowed brow. "What does it say, my dear?" Alastor asked, reaching out to take the letter from her hands.

Charlie's voice quivered as she read aloud, "Dear Your Majesty, I would like to inform you that I will be staying at your Hazbin Hotel for a few months arriving tonight and I will be taking back what is rightfully mine including you." A low growl rumbled in Alastor's throat as he read the threatening words. His gaze hardened, and he turned to Charlie, his eyes searching hers for any sign of fear. "Who is it from, my dear?" Alastor asked, his voice low and dangerous. Charlie's bottom lip trembled as she whispered, "It's from my abusive ex-fiancé, Seviathan." A flicker of rage passed through Alastor's eyes as he crushed the letter in his hand. He stood up abruptly, his tall form casting a shadow over Charlie as he took a step closer to her.
"Seviathan will not lay a finger on you, my dear," Alastor vowed, his voice filled with a fierce protectiveness. Charlie reached out to touch his arm, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Alastor. I don't know what I would do without you." Alastor's gaze softened, and he pulled her into his arms, holding her close. "You will never have to face him alone, my dear. I will always be by your side." As they stood together in the dimly lit throne room, the weight of Seviathan's threat hung heavy in the air. But Charlie found comfort in the arms of her demon king, knowing that he would do anything to keep her safe. And so, as the sun set over the castle, casting long shadows across the stone walls, Charlie and Alastor stood united against the darkness that threatened to consume them. In their love for each other, they found the strength to face whatever challenges lay ahead, confident that together they could overcome anything that stood in their way. And as the night fell, bringing with it the promise of a new day, Charlie and Alastor held onto each other, their hearts beating as one, ready to face whatever the future may bring. For in each other's arms, they found a love that was stronger than any demon's grip, a love that would endure for all eternity.