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It's a Deal.
I sniffed the sweet scent again to be sure. Perfumed oil with a faint scent of peppermint. No! It can't be.
I can't have a mate. I don't want a mate!
'Try ignoring it Festus maybe it would go away. Take in deep breaths or change positions... That awful smell would go away.' I thought.
But when that darn smell hit my nose again, I lost it!
This is not supposed to be happening.
I dropped the goblet of wine on the table and moved away from that area. I had to squeeze my way out of the hall and far away from all the merry, dancing, and music to breathe in the fresh air.
This can't be happening. How can I- "Romania!"
The darn goddess appeared in front of me with a smirk. Knowing fully well what she has done. I glared daggers as she approached me with this kind of innocent grace fullness and gentleness. I scoffed.
"Thank you so much 'goddess of affection' for ruining my birthday party for me." I greeted through clenched teeth.
The red-haired goddess of mischief bowed down a little to display the one attribute she can never have; humility.
"And how exactly have I ruined your birthday party, Lord Festus?"
I growled. "When have I ever prayed to you for a mate?"
"Hmm... You rarely did-"
"No, I don't." She cleared her throat as if offended by the way I snapped at her when she deserves it.
"Why am I now perceiving that nonsense?!"
The blue-eyed goddess in front of me sighed. "I was being kind and considerate enough to give you a mate because no demon lord could survive one thousand years without a companion."
"Nonsense." I hissed. "My brother is one thousand and one years old without a ma... You know what! And he survived without one."
"Your brother is part demon and part human. You are the only full-born demon child, Lord Festus. And that is what makes you a demon lord."
I wish I wasn't. I groaned.
"Well, I am sorry to break your heart Romania, but I am not interested." I huffed.
"Have you even given it a try, My Lord?"
I rolled my eyes at the thought of giving the idea of having a mate, a try. Is she kidding me? I would end her life in less than five minutes of being together.
Mates are like a burden to me and a signal to my enemies that I have a weakness.
I don't want that to happen. I don't want to be unnecessarily attached to someone. I just- can't!
"Or is the demon Lord afraid of having a mate?" She taunted.
What?
"I am not scared of one silly mate. I am just... Just... Just... I don't know!"
She smiled. Which was irritating if you ask me.
"The point is, I am not scared of having a mate."
The goddess of havoc smirked, "Is that so... Then, prove it by being with your mate for a year."
My jaw dropped. Does she think that I am so scared of having a mate beside me for more than a year?
"What?"
"You can't do it?"
Pfft.
"Of course, I can! I am not scared of having a mate. In fact, I am not scared of living with that abomination for three. Whole. Years." I emphasized.
"Fine. Three years then. If you can be with her for three years I would reconsider my decision about you having a mate. But, if you fail, Your gift of immortality as a full demon would be withdrawn from you. Do we have a deal?"
What... In the hell... Did I just get myself into it?
Three years?! Oh, why did my mouth have to be so sharp during this?
"Fine. It's a deal."
It's just three years. How hard can that be?
******(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)******
I can make this story longer if you guys want to know more! Just let me know.
Like this story and drop a comment! I would love to read them, trust me.
Another short story like this would be ready by next week!
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I can't have a mate. I don't want a mate!
'Try ignoring it Festus maybe it would go away. Take in deep breaths or change positions... That awful smell would go away.' I thought.
But when that darn smell hit my nose again, I lost it!
This is not supposed to be happening.
I dropped the goblet of wine on the table and moved away from that area. I had to squeeze my way out of the hall and far away from all the merry, dancing, and music to breathe in the fresh air.
This can't be happening. How can I- "Romania!"
The darn goddess appeared in front of me with a smirk. Knowing fully well what she has done. I glared daggers as she approached me with this kind of innocent grace fullness and gentleness. I scoffed.
"Thank you so much 'goddess of affection' for ruining my birthday party for me." I greeted through clenched teeth.
The red-haired goddess of mischief bowed down a little to display the one attribute she can never have; humility.
"And how exactly have I ruined your birthday party, Lord Festus?"
I growled. "When have I ever prayed to you for a mate?"
"Hmm... You rarely did-"
"No, I don't." She cleared her throat as if offended by the way I snapped at her when she deserves it.
"Why am I now perceiving that nonsense?!"
The blue-eyed goddess in front of me sighed. "I was being kind and considerate enough to give you a mate because no demon lord could survive one thousand years without a companion."
"Nonsense." I hissed. "My brother is one thousand and one years old without a ma... You know what! And he survived without one."
"Your brother is part demon and part human. You are the only full-born demon child, Lord Festus. And that is what makes you a demon lord."
I wish I wasn't. I groaned.
"Well, I am sorry to break your heart Romania, but I am not interested." I huffed.
"Have you even given it a try, My Lord?"
I rolled my eyes at the thought of giving the idea of having a mate, a try. Is she kidding me? I would end her life in less than five minutes of being together.
Mates are like a burden to me and a signal to my enemies that I have a weakness.
I don't want that to happen. I don't want to be unnecessarily attached to someone. I just- can't!
"Or is the demon Lord afraid of having a mate?" She taunted.
What?
"I am not scared of one silly mate. I am just... Just... Just... I don't know!"
She smiled. Which was irritating if you ask me.
"The point is, I am not scared of having a mate."
The goddess of havoc smirked, "Is that so... Then, prove it by being with your mate for a year."
My jaw dropped. Does she think that I am so scared of having a mate beside me for more than a year?
"What?"
"You can't do it?"
Pfft.
"Of course, I can! I am not scared of having a mate. In fact, I am not scared of living with that abomination for three. Whole. Years." I emphasized.
"Fine. Three years then. If you can be with her for three years I would reconsider my decision about you having a mate. But, if you fail, Your gift of immortality as a full demon would be withdrawn from you. Do we have a deal?"
What... In the hell... Did I just get myself into it?
Three years?! Oh, why did my mouth have to be so sharp during this?
"Fine. It's a deal."
It's just three years. How hard can that be?
******(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)******
I can make this story longer if you guys want to know more! Just let me know.
Like this story and drop a comment! I would love to read them, trust me.
Another short story like this would be ready by next week!
<3!
© All rights reserved
