Chapter 180: Ballroom

The dark ballroom got even darker when Rhazien clapped his hands, and the dangerous tension in the room rose considerably.

“Do you think they’ll dance with me?” Lucifer asked, his eyes fixed on a group of vampires.

“They would be honored, King of Envy,” Credence replied. “Many of us have never had the privilege of meeting a demon.”

"Why is that?" I asked with interest, glancing at the human girls twirling around in beautiful dresses, their vampire partners looking down at them like they were a snack.

They probably were.

“We're not foolish enough to venture into the demon realm. That would be suicide,” Credence explained, tapping her glass with her long, blood-red nails. “Nor do we invite demons into our lands. Demons are too bloodthirsty. For your King, we made a exception."

"We won't shed any blood here." I promised her, even though I couldn't see her. "Don't make promises that aren't yours to make, Queen of Wrath. Your husband has quite the reputation. We know the risks we’ve