Believe.

3.

The castle was gorgeous. If Marisol wasn't terrified, she would have probably appreciated it a lot more. 

The whole place seemed to be made of obsidian and the floors were black marble with gold striking through. The carpets were so red, Marisol felt like she was walking on a river of blood. Paintings hung on the walls, depicting torture methods and old Kings and Queens, demons and bloody wars. 

Dru and Julian lead Marisol to a throne room, kneeling immediately and Marisol looked up, swallowing heavily. 

There was a man and a person up on the thrones. The man had dark skin and dark hair with two red streaks. He tilted his head down at Marisol and the person beside him smiled, almost as though they were excited. They had blond, shoulder length hair and a thin frame with pale white skin. 

The man quirked an eyebrow, smiling a little, "Stand" He said simply. His voice, while soft and welcoming, had a sharp edge to it that made Marisol not want to fuck with him. 

Dru and Julian stood. Who Marisol assumed was the king spoke, 

"Dru, Julian...you bring a human to me why?" 

"She fell down a portal your majesty" Dru said and the king looked interested, 

"She did hm?" 

"Yes" Julian said, "We found her in the first circle on the ground" 

"I see...well, what's your name my dear?" 

"Marisol Garza..." She said, starting to nervously fidget with her fingers and The King hummed, 

"I see...well Marisol, you're in a rather interesting position as we don't quite know how to get you back to the overworld" 

Marisol gulped, "Do I have to stay here then?" 

"I'm afraid so...you may have a room here and you may explore Hell as you wish" 

"Darling?" The blond said softly, "Don't you think it would be good for the woman to have a guard? Especially as a human" 

The King twisted his lips and nodded, "You're right..." he said and turned to a guard, telling him something Marisol couldn't quite hear before the guard raced off. 

The Guard came back with a man and Marisol felt her mouth turn dry. 

He was tall, dark and curly hair with dark brown eyes. He had a scar on the corner of his lip and on his right eyebrow, he was also quite muscular. 

"Marisol, this is Wrath, he will be your guard" The King explained and Wrath walked over to Marisol, raising an eyebrow at her, 

"Hello" He said in a gruff voice and Marisol smiled a little up at him, 

"Hey..." She said and she heard Dru whisper something to Julian which made him giggle before they looked at Marisol, 

"Wrath knows where to find us if you wanna hang out" Julian said and the two waved to Marisol before they bowed to the King and Queen and left. 

"Wrath? Her room can be in the Eastern Wing" The Queen said and Wrath nodded, jerking his head and walking off. Marisol quickly followed after him. 

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"So...you're the Sin of Wrath?" Marisol asked, looking up at him and he nodded, 

"Yea, I am" 

"And what's your name?" 

"Wrath" 

"Well I'm gonna call you Mike" 

Wrath seemed shocked by that, looking down at Marisol oddly, "Why?" 

"Because, I'd hate to be named after what I do or who I am...plus you look like a Mike" 

Wrath seemed to contemplate this before grunting which made Marisol giggle. Wrath leading her to a bedroom which was probably larger than her apartment on Earth. 

"Here you are" Wrath said and Marisol stared at it, mouth dropped open, 

"Oh my gosh..." She said softly and Wrath looked at her, 

"Like it?" 

"It's huge!" 

"Get comfortable...you'll be here a while" 

Wrath turned to leave before Marisol grabbed his sleeve, 

"Can you show me around?" 

Wrath frowned a bit but nodded, "Follow me then" 

He walked off, Marisol perking up and quickly following after him.