Chapter 33

The psychopathic lord slowly sat in his chair, watching as the little princess remained silent. Her shoulders shook as she cried, her head placed gently onto her knees in sorrow. He leaned back in the leather seat, waiting to see if she would speak. When the silence stretched out, he sighed deeply; turning to glance down at the mountain of paper work on his desk. At this rate he would never get anything done, especially with the girl sobbing so loudly. Darkous was always left with all the work, his brother Hades useless with the political side of ruling hell. When the psychopathic lord came to rule over this dimension with his brother, he never expected the amount of paper work involved. And yet, he basked in knowing that the people could do nothing without his approval; especially when it came to leaving through one of the many portals situated around the capital city. Hades remained the king while Darkous was the prince; though that was the way the psychopathic lord liked it. He d