Lucy and the Definitive... Cat?

The Celestial Spirit King

A/N: Sorry I've been away for a while. Needed to regroup ye old braincell during the holiday season. I've also been working on my non-fanfiction stories, which I hope to publish early 2020. Thank you!

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Lucy could hear faint whispers of a heated conversation as she brushed her teeth. She felt through her bond with Mard that he was not happy, if not ready to launch a holy war. Well, unholy, he is a demon after all.

Her shoulders drooped as she rinsed out her mouth and adjusted her fluffy pink robe before stepping into the fray. As she came out of the bathroom, she saw a shirtless Mard sitting on the broken bed and glaring at Virgo. Lucy took in a deep breath, "what's going on?"

Virgo jumped and then turned to look at her before she bowed, "Princess, I'm here to take you both to the Celestial Realm. His majesty Mard Geer disagrees."

"Rosebud, I am not properly dressed for the occasion. Also, why would I want to talk to Pompous Ass? What is done, is done," he remarked.

"Virgo, why does he want to see us?" Lucy asked as she took a seat on the destroyed bed next to Mard. He took her hand in his own before giving her a gentle kiss to her knuckles.

"You have mated, he has many questions..."

"Accusations you mean." Mard said cutting her off and Lucy squeezed his hand while flashing him a hard glare.

"Mard, open mind. Virgo, he's right we'll need proper attire to go and visit. Can you handle that for me?" she asked, keeping her voice light and trying to maintain the peace, as fragile as it was.

Virgo bowed and vanished in a small shower of golden sparkles. Lucy let out a harsh breath through her nose as Mard wrapped his arm around her slim shoulders. She didn't even flinch at the contact and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Heavy is the burden that wears the crown," he opined, and Lucy glanced up at him. "I should have expected this, in due time. Least waited till we handled the curse, the plague, and then got you settled into the Underworld."

"Underworld?" she asked.

"You are my mate, one day I will have to make you their Queen. You will need to be amongst your people."

"What if I don't want to go?" she asked, uncertain if she wanted to uproot her life. She adored Magnolia and her Fairy Tail family. Lucy loved being a working mage, going on adventure and seeing more of EarthLand.

Mard's lips pulled downward, "you must. Rosebud, I thought you understood this. I am a King, I have demons who depend on me and a Plane to protect. When we mated you agreed to share that with me."

"I did not! I agreed to mate you because I love you, but you never once said it was going to tear me away from my friends and family. From my life." Lucy could feel her rage start to come out. If there was one thing she absolutely despised it was having her life dictated to her.

Mard pulled back and rose out of the bed, he looked down at her. His elegant face was twisted between a moment of disappointment and anger. The demon looked like he could hit something a drop of moisture gathered at the corner of his eye. He sighed as his hands clenched and unclenched into fists.

"You chose me, that is all of me. This is my life and I agreed to bind it to you. What more do you want from me? Is this the true selfishness of humans? Have you lied to me?" His questions were rapid fire and his voice cracked slightly at the words.

Lucy nibbled her bottom lip and looked away for a moment, trying to gather her own thoughts. Did he have a point? Perhaps she should have asked more questions about what mating meant, what he thought it meant. Why did she have to go on a drunken whim and mate him? She was usually better than this, making more informed decisions before acting.