A Little Succubus [KrisxReader; Seven Knights Fanfiction]

Chapter 1: Blooming Chaos

Your heart had never sank so low until you found yourself standing in front of the audience chamber of the Dark Castle. You just woke up from being a demon, and you were deeply sorrowed by your new form. You didn't know why you became one, and how you would become one of them. However, that didn't save you from the "trust" of the Succubi Queen.

Ah, right, the Queen of Succubi named Sarah. She was the embodiment of being a succubus, judging by both her enticing air and her profound power. Even though most succubi were inferior in combat strength, the Succubi Queen was a force to be reckoned with. She also had the power of the Lord of Hell infused in her body, making her more formidable in both strength and allure.

Remembering her status made you shudder as you looked at the scroll in your hands. It had a broken seal, and the message within must have been deciphered long ago.

The Succubi Queen happened upon you when you were loitering around, hoping to find help from any senior demons that didn't look like they'd eat you anytime. Being one of her kinsmen, she grabbed your shoulders and told you to deliver this urgent matter to the Lord of Hell as soon as possible. She had to run more action-worthy urgencies at the moment, and so she could only entrust the delivery to someone else. She was also tailed by a number of winged demon. Whether a battle would ensue or not, you weren't even 'present' enough to bother.

You were already lost in the world; now, you're going to do what?

Right now, the scroll rested on your slender, snow fingers. If something was indeed happening, you had to deliver the scroll to the Lord of Hell. Then again, what could a faltering resolve do against trembling knees?

You're a newly reborn demon, and you had never met the Lord of Hell before. He was the strongest demon in the Purgatory to date and a ruthless one they said. An image of a haunting, scary beast of black and char came into your mind. The thought of seeing huge furry or muscled arms that could crush you anytime made you want to run away. You also expected humongous fangs or jagged teeth to welcome you. You shuddered once more while whimpering in fear. What if he ate you as soon as he got infuriated with the news? Your knees continued to weaken ... until you fell forward.

The doors swung open, and you landed on your face flat against the floor. You lifted your face along with your upper torso. You rubbed your nose that was hurt more than your flat chest. You dragged a groan as you berated yourself for causing an accident to yourself.

It was too late when you noticed that the doors had swung open, and whoever was inside had seen you fall face-flat on the ground. A surge of embarrassment reddened your face, but you realized you just invaded the Lord of Hell's space. You lifted your face to see who could have watched your mess.

There was a rather handsome young man seated on the throne faraway. You didn't know if it was because he was heavenly to your eyes or because your vision was naturally enhanced upon detecting males. You realized you were in such a humiliating spot, and so you got to your feet and walked into the chamber. The doors slowly closed behind you as if someone was pushing them.

Like what you thought, you had garnered his attention. His eyes, which were like a twin pair of the pale yellow moon, were laid unto your image, but it was done without hostility. If anything, all you could feel warmth exuding from his gaze. It was like he was expecting you to say something as a demon entering the audience chamber.

That was when it hit you. There was a man sitting on the throne. If anything, only the Lord of Hell was allowed to occupy that seat, and anyone who were caught disrespecting the Lord of Hell should perish. So what was this man doing on the throne? Was he ... the Lord of Hell?

"Succubus, speak." His blank voice echoed in the audience chamber. It wasn't angry or loathing, but it sure sounded disinterested. Your voice started with a fuzzy introduction until you chose to tell him what Sarah told you. He leaned against the throne. "Approach."

Just because you were stuck in your place, he had to make his voice louder so you would hear and understand. You walked towards the Lord of Hell, unaware of your supposed respectable distance. Without knowing etiquettes as well, you forgot to bow down as you passed the scroll to him. Not that he cared—but if someone else caught you, there would be consequences.

He only scoffed at your 'disrespect.' The man unrolled the scroll and read through the words with only his eyes moving from left to right. From this silence, you could feel a tingle of comfort. It was as if you felt like if this was it felt standing next to the Lord of Hell, you'd love to be sent his way every day.

Not only his handsome face and warm aura were responsible for the attraction, but also his noble demeanor was pulling your eyes towards him. He was nothing like what a 'Lord of Hell' would be—if anything, he was like a young elven king who had no queen. No queen? That notion seemed to be inviting, but you could consider the Succubi Queen as his own.

It was too late to notice that his yellow moon eyes were on you. You twitched a little as you felt warmth ran across your cheeks. It suddenly got hot, and you knew it wasn't from the lava outside of the castle. You had no idea that your eyes were already twinkling under the gaze of the Lord of Hell.

"Shouldn't you be standing at the side at least?" He brought his eyes down at the scroll, but there was a little smirk that curled his thin, toothsome lips. However, his lips soon grew pursed as his brows knitted. The glare in his eyes had become intense, so much that you felt a rather suffocating aura replacing the air around him.

He got up from the throne. "Succubus, follow me." The Lord of Hell headed out of the audience chamber through the main door. 

You were lost as to why you were being asked to come with him—choking back your words of seeing him every day. This massive fearsome aura continued to freeze your knees. 

The Lord of Hell stopped by the door and glared at your direction. "Eye candy, why are you still standing there? I said follow me."

E-Eye candy?!