Venervy walked back and forward inside her room. After hearing the soon departure of Dalton, she had grew more and more restless. It was an undeniable fact that she loved Dalton ever since she had seen him for the first time.

Beelzebub had told her to protect the human man and it was during that time that Venervy’s eyes moved when she saw the man by her own eyes.

Her Lord had told her to simply watch the man over from afar but Venervy couldn’t help but wanting to get closer to Dalton and protect him from the nearest place.

She recalled the moment when there were demons who had tried to attack her as she followed Dalton from afar to protect him anonymously.

Being attacked by demons were a normal occurrence to people in Hell without an exception to Venervy. She collected her power to her hands. While she was less stronger in physical fight with other demons for being a mix blood, she was strong when it comes to her magical power. 

It would not even take her a minute to shake away these demons and follow Dalton from nearer, thought Venervy to herself. But before she was able to defeat the demons, she was surprised when one of the demon who had reached his hand to grab her shoulder had fallen down the ground.

It was Dalton who had saved her.

Even though he was a human, and even though these demons were stronger than him, posing more danger for him who was a weaker being, Dalton didn’t hesitate to throw himself to the ring of fight to help her.

It was fresh in Venervy’s mind. The memory when Dalton had offered his hand to her, “Are you alright?” His question was gentle before they ran away from the demons.

Back in the present, Venervy could feel her heart encouraging her to follow Dalton to the human’s world. While this seemed to be an easy choice for other and appeared to be an even easier choice for her, Venervy was struggling with her choice.

She was without family that she had to take care in Hell. No close friend that would tie her down to Hell. 

But she had a Lord who she had served and sworn to stay with forever.

Like how Dalton saw her as his savior, to Venervy, Beelzebub was the message sent by Heaven to her damned life. If it was not for him, she would have been nothing compared to now. Perhaps, she would have died in the corner of the alleyways, forgotten by the passerby like a thrown rug.

It was Beelzebub who had saved her life and somewhere in her mind, she had thought she owed him more than anything for being able to stand alive right now.

In exchange for her gratitude, she had sworn to follow him for the rest of her life. It was not an exaggeration to her considering that Beelzebub had given her the chance to live the life she had now.

When the choices fell between loyalty and love, Venervy would chose the first than the latter. It hurt her heart that tomorrow would be the last time for her to meet Dalton but she would rather lose her love for him rather disavow her oath.

Venervy closed the love in her heart at once, gripping her hands together as she tried to forget all the feeling she ever had for Dalton.

“Can I come in?” Beelzebub’s voice rang as the door to her room was knocked.

Venervy pulled herself together, passing by the mirror where she saw the rim of her eyes slightly red and took a brief moment to calm herself before opening the door.

Beelzebub looked at the younger woman who showed him a smile. But she could not hide the sadness that she harbored in her heart.

“Shall we talk?” Beelzebub questioned. Venervy didn’t know what he was about to talk but nodded her head and let him entered her room. 

Inside, Venervy quickly brought the jar of water for Beelzebub to drink while he looked all around the room in silence.

“Is there a trouble?” Venervy questioned, wondering why he was here.

“That should be my question. Everything is done, no more danger is shrouding us but you don’t look happy,” Beelzebub noted.

“I am not unhappy,” Venervy quickly denied, “I was not feeling well. Yes, that’s it.”

Beelzebub hummed. He could see that Venervy had made up her mind to choose her loyalty to him over her love for Dalton which he couldn’t blame at.

“When I brought you here. You were such a tiny little being. Barely able to walk and barely able to speak. You were wary of anything around you and when I had brought you to this room, do you know what was your first reaction?” Beelzebub asked her out of the blue, surprising Venervy.

“I remember crying,” Venervy replied. It happened for a very long time ago which she had forgotten about. 

“You didn’t only cry but bawl your eyes out. You felt safe when you were in a crown of people and you became horrified when you are alone in a single large room. Frankly, it reminded me of myself,” Beelzebub explained, “I feared being alone the most after that accident that took my family’s life. Even though it was dangerous for me to be outside amongst all those demons, I preferred with the company of the devils than to be alone.”

Venervy looked away, if there was other who could understand Beelzebub’s feeling it would be her who had went through similar experience as him.

“You continuously cried a river even after I had suggested you to exchange into a smaller room. You rejected my offer, insisting on sleeping here despite being scare for staying alone in the room. Do you know what does this say for you, Venervy?”

Venervy shook her head.

“It means that despite being scared to be alone, there is still a soft corner in your heart that wanted a company. Deep inside you, you fear being alone more than anything else.. Do you want to follow Dalton to the mortal world?” Beelzebub brought his question straightforwardly, causing Venervy to become speechless out of startle.