Hell’s Consort - Chapter 857 Forgetful
<strong>Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (February 2022)</strong>
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<strong>Archdemon Empress Luna</strong>
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Sloth must have seen the birth attendants allocate her an hour of massage every day for the last week, so he removed her flats and started massaging her foot, moving up to her legs and thighs, to alleviate her pain.
Maybe, these experts had sensed that the birthing event was close, and they needed her to warm her muscles up until doomsday arrived.
He hoped that this would somehow ease her birthing.
As his hands stroked her belly to soothe her, he commented oh-so-tactlessly that the skin around her round belly was wounded so tight.
It seemed to agitate him that it would rip sooner rather than later, and the Sloth’s words scared her more.
What if her stomach explodes from all these vigorous movements?
Luna agreed that her stomach appeared like it was going to burst, making her intestines, along with the babies would, come out.
She gripped a fistful of his shirt, but the seemingly slight movement made it worse.
She slowly shook her head in disbelief.
She shouldn’t believe him just because she lacked the knowledge behind it.
Childbirth has always been dangerous.
It might be natural for a married woman to be pregnant, but it is also very realistic for a mother or baby not to make it if she didn’t have strong willpower to believe that she will see it through.
What if there was a loophole in their prophecy?
It made her doubt herself so much, but she shouldn’t forget that her endurance and resilience as a mother were something that she should be proud of.
Unfortunately, the Three Fates had foretold that she wouldn’t last long in this Realm after she gave birth, but they didn’t elaborate much.
Sloth broke her thoughts that helped her disassociate from reality with an inappropriate question.
“Do you want me to massage you down there as well?”
She wasn’t in the mood to engage in his antics. “Fuck you!”
“Ouch! You don’t have to choose violence.” He groaned when she aimed a punch and a kick at him. “Seeing that you are already in pain and you think that my unnecessary urge to help is useless, I forgive you.”
Suddenly, she felt an intense pain that she would have never imagined was possible, and it seemed to last forever.
The breathing exercises Sloth made her do and the warmth he felt from Sloth’s palms as he continued to rub her stomach made a difference.
The maximum threshold she could handle kept changing with every contraction, and an invisible knife seemed to twist her stomach into knots.
One thing was for sure.
The mental, emotional and physical torture she had suffered in the past, especially in Hell, made her feel like the earlier contractions were nothing she couldn’t handle.
The only minor hiccup was that her affliction was as unpredictable as the Grand Torturer, making her belly so tight it had caused her abdominal area discomfort.
Her emotions, along with the intense sensations of her mind and body, were like a tidal wave that gave her thrilling highs and gut-wrenching lows.
At least, it seemed temporary at the beginning.
This sheer display of strength wasn’t for the weak.
The contractions caused by her unborn babies seemed to move in the opposite direction as if both were determined to either separate or tear at each other part.
At that moment, Luna knew that she would give birth to twins who weren’t the same kind.
“I think I forgot something—rather it was someone,” Sloth told her.
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<strong> Archdemon of Sloth </strong>
<strong>Prince of the 7th Circle of Hell</strong>
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“I think I forgot something—rather it was someone.”
Ravin had told him to bring the birth attendant with him, but his brother seemed to forget that he only had two hands. It was time to call her— no, Sloth meant ‘them’.
Sloth formed an A-shape with his index and middle fingers, according to Princess Sapphire.
She was tasked to take care and train Rere if ever Sloth got tired of caring for the dragon.
He was a big boy now, and the Empress allowed Princess Sapphire to handle the creature, saying that she wouldn’t find it a problem.
She had tamed a rogue werewolf, and she couldn’t ask for a better guardian with Xerxes.
Rere, the dragon, wouldn’t be any more different since both were wild, playful, but loyal.
Ravin had the responsibility to get the dragon under control after the Empress and Rere had acknowledged her brother as his father.
He took care of the whelp after Lune’s disappearance in Hell.
But, since he was busy leading the Vampire King’s warriors Queen Morgan specifically picked from the Autumn Militia, which they called the Order of the Selcis, Sloth was left with Princess Sapphire, Xerxes, and the Empress with nothing to do except but to sleep and take turns with training Rere with Princess Sapphire.
,m Sometimes, he watched over the Manor from the above to get a better look at the faerie tenants and the neighboring Households just in case something or someone was acting suspiciously.
Demonic possession, for example.
Hopefully, his previous status as the Archdemon Prince from the Seventh Circles of Hell would scare the Demon kind enough for them to stop trying to penetrate the barriers with their dark and evil energy.
Either the lower-class demons from Luxen’s Legion would run away the instant they saw him, or they could be giggling at the fact that the mighty Prince of Hell had resorted to being a servant of a beautiful Archdemon Vampire.
Honestly, there was no need to sugarcoat it.
Along with his brother, he was now an enslaved person bound to a contract with their Mistress.
He had lost his well-deserved sleep in the past few days.
What was he supposed to do again?
Bah.
He had to whistle to call Rere so that the useless, perpetually cheerful dragon would bring the birth attendant to him and take care of Lune.
Drawing his lips back to cover his teeth, he pushed his tongue back into his mouth and blew.
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