chapter 92

Xavier’s point of view

“Mother, we must talk NOW," I said angrily as I entered my mother’s chambers, I left Winter at home sleeping with Gillian closely guarding her door in case someone else tried to attack her. Why Gillian? Gillian has been a maid in my family for two hundred and sixteen years and she taught me a few spells. What I wanted to discuss with my mother was far too important to talk about when she was in the comfort of hell. I needed to be able to reach out and slap her if she said it was for my own good when she tried to kill my girlfriend. Of course, my father would pluck out my eyes rather than strangle me.

“Xavier, darling what brings you to hell this early?”

“You know exactly what brings me to hell, why did you try to strangle Winter”

“We both know I do not like her, I will not sugar coat it, I will say it as is. Winter is a rude, uncivilized human girl who is very unfit to rule over hell”

“And I suppose you are civilized, your own husband comes with different demonesses and sleeps with them right beside you and you are happy about it”

“He is the king he can do what he pleases, besides I won’t sleep with your father even if he asked me to”

“Oh, I walked in that day mother so you can’t lie to me”

“I do not wish to discuss my sex life with you Xavier. About the little beast, I would apologize to her on Saturday you just bring her over”

“We were already planning on coming anyways” I seethed through my teeth.

“Xavier, Winter cannot rule over hell it is for her own good she will not kill her fellow human even if she had to”

“That is why her job is just to brush her combat skills learn magic and how to persuade humans into making deals with me, it is that simple. I am marrying her and my word is final” I spun on my heels and was about reaching for the handle of the door when I hear my mother say...

“The council is coming on Saturday” she deadpanned

“WHAT”

“The presidents of the eight cardinals and their heirs are coming for dinner, I thought you would remember I guess I was wrong”

“Dad is twelve hundred already?” I asked

“Yes, I cannot believe you forgot your own father’s birthday” she shook her head at me “shame on you”

“That means I have to be on my best behavior, I was really hoping to throw my hands at the first person that insulted Winter, I was sure it was going to be you” her shoulders sank in a torn-up manner “you know I am joking, mommy” my mother drew her head backward and narrowed her eyes at me making me laugh”

“Absolutely especially when there would be thirteen women on the table not including your beast of course”

“Winter is not my beast, she is a human and as for the thirteen women can there be a kids table provided for them”

“Absolutely not, Xavier you are going to sit in the middle of two of those women and you are going to like it”

“What about...” she cut me off

“Winter? she would sit beside me of course so she knows that I have no bad blood against her” I laughed sarcastically

“Not going to happen”

“Xavier?”

“What? no mother you might try to stab her again or worse fill her ears with your devious lies"

"You give your own mother little credit"

"Whose fault is that? I am off, ave a splendid night" I walked out of the room.

Winter's point of view

"My father's twelve hundredth birthday is on Saturday, Xavier said while I clasped my bra around my chest, that is good news. I was not sure if he was happy about it or sad but he looked disgusted. So angry it is then.

"That's amazing" I exclaimed, wrong emotion "Right?"

"Yes it is amazing it is the festivities and the dinner that is my problem"

"Oh, I said nodding my head slowly but in my head, am like what, what is so bad about food, I do not follow.

"Winter don't you understand, there would be people that means you cannot speak to my mother the way you normally speak to her"

"How do I normally speak to her?" I scrunched my forehead.

"With wit"

"Oh, so I should change myself to please your parents"

"You know that is not what I meant, baby there would be a council there and trust me when I say they are going to find their kicks in insulting you"

"Then I should absorb the insults"

"Why do you make it sound like I am insulting you I am just saying that you shouldn't take any notice if you are feeling bad just look at me"

"Look at you?" the fact that he thinks I would look at him when I was in distress, he protects me sure but I think I can handle insults very well, really, yes really.

"Yes, won't you look at me"

"I mean sure but I think I can handle a few insults"