The devils bride (One on one) (open)

As they walked out they enter a hallway. Many servants bowed when they saw him. "I hate it when they do that."

“Really? How come, if you don’t minder asking such a thing..” She squeezed his hand a little tighter, not much more, but enough for it to be noticeable that she was holding his hand.

"It's just…Not needed." He placed his thumb and pointer finger on the bridge of his nose.

“Ah, I get it… You could explain to them that you don’t find it necessary, and they’d probably stop, as it would probably be easier on them too.” She thought out loud.

"I have. numerous times," he explained and shook his head

She looked at the ground, pursing her lips, racking her brain for a solution. “Did they ever explain why they wouldn’t stop?”

"Nope" He just continued walking

“That’s really strange,” She quietly said. She continued to try to piece together solutions in her head, but none of them were worth mentioning.

He opened a door. it lead to his room. It was similar to the other room but was a bit bigger with a king-sized bed. "This is my room. If anytime you need anything just come in here. I'll just be doing a little bit of paperwork."

“Heh… didn’t expect that someone like you would have to do paperwork.. And alright.. This is an easy enough place to find you..” Her voice was just barely louder than a whisper, almost like an afterthought.

"What does that mean?" he looked at her quickly

She looked up at him and flinched back. “What- What part do you want me to explain..?”

"Why I wouldn't do work. I have to. it's my job"

“Well, yeah, just, you’re the ruler of demons and control the land of damned souls- I just, never thought before that you’d do things like paperwork too.. sorry..”

"It's fine." he sighed and laughed

“Still, I shouldn’t have assumed or prejudged..” She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, looking down.

"As I've said it's fine" he Looked away

“But still.. I’m sorry.” She shook her head. “I hate labels and generalizations, and yet I put you under one.. for that I apologize and feel bad. I know it’s fine, I just, really want to express that I feel bad about it.” She was now talking about more than just the work stuff.

"It's fine. Please just calm down."

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