Fallen

Chapter 38

Lisandra anxiously fidgeted with the silken dress as she paced inside their room thinking about the party that she was being forced to go to, the word forced was an exaggeration on her part but she was still hesitant to go. Zion had said it was a celebration of their bonding, much like a human engagement party, and there was going to be demons from all over hell there. Which meant she was in a lot more danger of being discovered as a halfling, though both Zion and Titus reassured her that even if someone did find out they wouldn't be able to harm her so long as they were there. Apparently the two carried enough weight in hell to discourage most occupants from touching her, though that did little to calm her nerves.

Thankfully Zion had returned her guards to her and though they were still wary of her she tried to make sure they knew she wasn't a threat, or at least she hoped she had, since she couldn't quite speak demonic she had to rely on Amattias for translation. Of course she was sure that the menacing aura not only he gave off, but Zion and Titus as well, was enough to convince them she wasn't to be touched or her secret to get out. None of which stopped her from trying to befriend her guards again even if they were still anxious around her.

"Lisandra." She jerked her head towards the door as Titus knocked on it, his voice carrying through the wood. "A bug is here to see you." Dipping her brows in confusion she took a step towards the doors before they opened and the massive Belby demon she had gotten to know over the weeks she had been there crouched down and slid inside, two of her hands grasping the top of the frame so she could bend down to enter.

"They make these doors too small." Sahali hissed as she straightened once she was in the room, shutting the doors behind her she noticed the demon had fixed the new outfit she had created. It was an amalgamation of the different designs she had shown her in her pictures, but they went together so well that it almost seemed like a style all it's own despite the different pieces. It was split at the top and wrapped across her chest while a corset like piece held it in place so it didn't fall open, the article resting down past her shoulders to expose a generous amount of cleavage. The sleeves were long, though they didn't go past her hands, and they sloped at an angle so that the ends were wider than where it connected to the top, the corset looking to have been made with her specific body in mind.

The skirt of the piece had two slits down the sides for her legs and went down a little past what were most likely her knees at the front while it went on longer in the back almost to the floor. The cloth itself was almost like the first piece the demon had shown her with images woven into it, but it was much more seamless than before with flowers reaching up from the bottom and floating throughout the cloth. It also seemed like she had figured out how to make the corset portion resemble hand made lace and faded into a more semi sheer cloth over her middle, becoming solid again towards the bottom. The dye's she had used for the design were an icy blue while the insides of the dress was a dark almost night sky blue, the flowers decorating it were a deep purple and black color with the little red tendrils spilling from them resembling the thornviper's in the garden.

"You smell nervous little one." Sahali said as she moved over to her and crouched down beside her.

"That's because I am." Lisandra smoothed her hands over the front of her strapless silken white dress while giving the demoness a strained smile.

"Whatever for? You are mated now yes?" Sahali asked as she settled her hands on her thighs in a resting position.

"Well technically yes, but a party? Amattias said there was going to be demons from all over coming here!"

"And why does that make you so nervous little one?" The Belby demon moved then to sit behind her and took her hair in her long fingers, lifting it from the ties that wrapped around her neck to connect at the nape and her exposed back to start braiding it.