Lukas

Lucas was the name of the king of the darkest. A ruthless, powerful, cold demon who lived in hell itself. His name was feared to be spoken out loud.

And you are also the complete opposite of Lucas. Light, sweet, sympathetic and gentle. You were the queen of light and angels

Everything was fine until one moment... Lucas started a war between two races.

Blood, screams, explosions, cries...

All he asked for in return was you.

Since childhood, before your coronations, he fell in love with you and you knew it, but you did not like him and you pushed him away all the time.

And now you stood before the border of heaven and the beginning of hell, watched the war, how everything was collapsing and your race was weakening with each blow of the demons.

Tears themselves flowed down your cheeks, sparkled in the sun. Your snow-white dress, which was bloody in some places, gloves and a crown that was on your blond, golden hair, as always beautifully twisted curls that were on your shoulders.

And then you felt the presence of someone behind you and immediately guessed who it was.

Lucas.

• "Were you waiting for me, my love?" - The demon asked a little hoarsely and with a grin.

• "Stop the war" - You asked him with a slightly trembling voice.

Lucas laughed, bowing his head over your ear - "I'm giving you one last chance... Either you become mine and I end everything... Or your race will die" @azumichka

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