Chapter 50: Ars You Goetia-ing My Way? (part 4)

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(Ars Goetia family mansion, Imp City, Hell, same time)


At the same time, Octavia was reluctantly being prepared, by a few of King Paimon's maids, for tonight's Ars Goetia party, in dedication of her return. As the head maid was supervising the way her dress was to be worn, Octavia just stood there watching the mirror, with a frown on her face.

(Octavia's new dress & hairstyle #1)

To Paimon, and any other Goetias in the family, this is what Octavia should look like as a proper lady, but to her friends, they might not even recognize her

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To Paimon, and any other Goetias in the family, this is what Octavia should look like as a proper lady, but to her friends, they might not even recognize her. Her hairstyle was rather wavy, and her pink dress was rather too elegant for her taste. Octavia didn't liked this dress, nor this hairstyle, at all. But, she had no choice. Paimon intstructed the maids to give her this appearance. As the final preparations were set, King Paimon entered the room, and saw his granddaughter staring at him in the mirror.

King Paimon: Why, Via! You look absolutely splendid! You'll make a fine appearance for tonight.

But, Octavia didn't think the same way as his grandfather.

Octavia: (sarcastically) Yeah, if you don't count the nobles, who'll mock me because of this.

She was referring to her dress, but King Paimon didn't mind her sarcasm.

King Paimon: Oh, there will be many guests attending here. I'm sure they won't even talk about what's happened! Just smile, be courteous, and enjoy yourself.

Octavia only crossed her arms in frustration in response. Then, Paimon snapped his fingers, and his butler came in, bringing what looks to be cookies on a plate. Octavia noticed this, and from inside her mind, so did Valerie.

King Paimon: I've had some of the bakers to whip up some of these, to help ease your troubled mind for a bit. It's the least I can do to show you some good hospitality.

That was when Octavia's stomach grumbled a little. She was feeling a bit peckish, but Valerie saw something wrong about these... cookies. Before she knew it, Octavia picked up a cookie, and quickly put it near her mouth.

Valerie: Octavia, no!! Don't eat that...!

But it was too late. Octavia had already eaten the cookie, since she hadn't eaten for a while. She suddenly stopped after hearing Valerie yell, but then, the taste of the cookie had distracted her. It was sweet, and had some Vanilla into it. She.. liked them.

Octavia: Mhm, these are good.

Valerie: No, Octavia! Stop! There is something wrong with those things!

But Valerie's words have fallen on deaf ears, as Octavia took two more, and ate them with joy. Valerie simply slapped her forehead in annoyance. She did felt a slight twinge in her head, but it was quick, and OCtavia paid no mind to it. Seeing his granddaughter consume these delights, Paimon made a smug face, until Octavia was finished. Whatever he had his bakers put in the cookies would be something to give Aiden and his friends a hard time at the party.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 31 ⏰

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