Letting Go (Balor) 1/2

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Description: The king decides to let y/n go back to the human world.

"I've decided to let y/n return to the human world, I believe it is for the best."

Balor's advisor and one of his most trusted demons stared at him as the king walked over to sit on his throne.

"You what?"

"I'm letting her go back, she's not as happy here as she claims to be, and I just can't stand by continuing to see the longing on her face after we visit. She's always so happy to be back there and when we return to the kingdom all I hear is about everything we did or how she misses this or that."

"Are you sure about this?"

No, he wasn't sure about this. He'd been battling with the decision for over a week now on sending her back to continue living out her human life. His brain kept telling him it was for the best that he needed to let her go, his heart however argued. How could he let the one person he'd learned to love go? How could he deal with the long, lonely days and nights without her once she left?

'You need to let her go.'

'I can't.'

'But you must it's for her own good you need to let her return so she can be happy.'

'I can't! What about our happiness? What about the feelings she's brought out in us that we once thought were long dead?'

'Her happiness is what makes us happy.'

Balor had gone back and forth with himself so many times but finally he made up his mind this was needed.

"Yes, I'm sure, I love her. What kind of demon, what kind of love would I be if I chose my own selfishness above the happiness of her?"

His advisor merely nodded his head then after a few moments of silence excused himself knowing his king wished to be alone. Balor watched as he left then looked off in the distance, his legs stretched out in front of him, his claws lay loosely over the arms of his seat. The Demon King knew of pain, he knew of tournament and hurt, they were some of the things he was used to. But this, the thought of losing his beloved. Of losing the most important person in his existence, that was a pain he felt down to the deepest part of him. Down where his soul once laid. 

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