Chapter 6: A Friend

"Rubisviel?" the said girl walking out of the building turned around to see who had addressed her and saw her auburn-haired mage friend waving enthusiastically at her after seeing her face. A smile graced her lips as she waved back to her friend.

"Morning, Geneva." she greeted as the mage walked closer to her.

Geneva Violet Bellthorne is the second daughter of the Bellthorne House, one of the richest, most famous, noble families residing in the territory of the Macedonian Empire. Her family is well known for its perfume brand Violet Luxury and other chain brands. They are also well known for their superb fencing techniques that are unparalleled by the other families but Geneva decided to master wrestling, a very curious choice for a lady, and not swordsmanship plus magic. She even studied in the most famous magic school Rubelia Academy and graduated with flying colors.

Ruby didn't have the luxury to be formally educated in magic since only a fellow witch taught her the basics and the more complex once she learned on her own. Nevertheless, it ended with her as one of the most powerful witches in the Butterfly Coven.

"Good morning, what brings you here so early in the morning, darling?" greeted Geneva.

"Business. Heriette got bitten by a Lamia so Phoebus fetched me at 4 in the morning to heal her." The mage nudged her side giving her a teasing look.

"Did he give you a nice horseback ride?" Geneva teased moving her eyebrows up and down.

"Yes, he lifted me on his horse and then climbed behind me, I thought I was going to melt right then and there. His strong arms are wrapped around my waist and he placed his coat over my shoulders. I was blushing so hard Gen." Ruby giggled nudging her as well.

"Well, ain't my little bitchy witch flirting. So you're in base one which is a mysterious visit in the early morning." Gen said conspiratorially. "Base two is a cuddle, base three is a kiss, and home run is..." Geneva winked, making Ruby receive her message clearly.

"I don't play baseball but I'm ready to swing my hips to his bat and hit a home run." Ruby joked and Geneva joined with her giggling.

"Well, that's not impossible cuz you're the cutest witch in here. You two totally have chemistry. He's the mysterious cool guy with a tortured past while you're a little ball of sunshine that brightens up his life. Ohh my God! That's really a clique storyline!"

"That's a really nice thought but I think he likes Leanna and not me. I think he likes stern, tall, big-boobed ladies like her. I can't blame him because Leanna is really nice and cool and smart." Geneva suddenly grabbed her shoulders, immediately stopping her from walking and making her face her.

"Stop that! Don't underestimate yourself by comparing your totally adorable self to that fuschia haired bitch! You may not have big boob sets but you totally have legit ass-sets, which is sexier than Leanna's cuz of your impossibly small waistline. You're also funny, and smart, and sweet, and you make the best tea and coffee in the world that is completely inimitable. You totally rock, Rubabe. And Phoebus is blinder than a potato if he can't see that." Geneva squished the witch into her chest to comfort her which she returned gratefully.

"Thanks, Gen. You're really the best." mumbled Ruby as she unburied her face from her friend's bosom.

"I know. Come, I'll treat you to breakfast and let's catch up on the latest gossip." Geneva pulled away and took her friend's hand in hers.

Geneva took her to a cafe and allowed her to order anything she wants which is automatically blueberry cheesecake and a cup of chamomile tea. Geneva ordered macaroni soup for the both of them saying that a cheesecake with tea is not a substantial meal for the witch's developing body. She ordered some waffles with strawberries for herself as well as some coffee. They chatted while waiting for their meals.

"So, how's business so far? Anyone buying love potion again or is it the usual power potion?" Geneva started taking a sip of her coffee.

"The usual. Poison, beauty products, and blood mead for Marcel and Carmilla. Those two are my only real loyal patrons." Ruby answered looking down at her tea.

"Basically, uneventful. I wish someone would buy another love potion, the last time someone bought one was Shine on Clint but ended up putting it on Mirra the 'perfect elf' who saw a centaur instead and well you know how that ended." Geneva had a lewd smirk on her lips as she reminisce the said even.

"Good for her, I hate that bitch. Feeling all high and mighty because of her bow and being blessed by the "Moon Goddess". Serves her right for being such a whore. She totally humiliated herself by riding that large horse dong." added the mage

"Everybody secretly hates her except for some of the boys I guess, cause they like her loose boobs and flat ass." Ruby smirked. The mage laughed, covering her mouth.

"Oh, Gen. About the War of the 7 Chalices. Do you know if all of the participants are complete already since your mom oversees the whole event? Do you think maybe there's still a chance for me to join in?"

"Oh that thing. The heads of the magic council forced it to be stopped at the night of the summoning. They sealed the cups from manifesting in this world because they found out that the Greater Chalice was corrupted after Lucius used it to summon the 7 Demons of Hell. If one victor emerged to take it, the seven cups will open up to drench the land in hell spawns, which they described to be catastrophic like pouring the hellfire into the world." explained the mage.

"That's so terrible. I could have partaken in that blood bath for nothing. Now I have nowhere to start. What other shitty things could that shitty game have?" Ruby said in frustration.

"Well, you also need to make your familiar commit suicide after killing all the others to complete the sacrifice to the chalices so it's a terrible business. I'm sorry for introducing it to you in the first place. Cheer up, at least you didn't use your magic to summon something that's supposed to serve you that you gotta butcher afterward." Geneva grabbed her hand and rubbed circles on her knuckles to try and comfort her.

"About that. I think I did summon something. Or someone I'm not supposed to." Ruby mouthed shamefully.

Geneva looked around, trying to check if someone was listening in their conversation but when she found no one particularly interested to eavesdrop, she turned back to her friend and leaned closer to speak in a hushed voice.

"How is that possible? They sealed the chalices. Anyway what might his or her name be and class affinity? We need to figure something out because if one slips out it might allow the chalices to manifest and cause havoc." Geneva whispered frantically.

"I don't think that he's involved in the Chalice War. Personally, he doesn't know anything about it because I think he's a demon I summoned or freed from the 13 Circles."

"What?!" exclaimed the mage nearly spilling her tea. A waitress came to their table to lay down their orders and both of them stayed silent waiting for her to finish to continue with their conversation.

When the waitress finished unloading their meals from her tray, the two friends thanked her and proceeded with their stories. "I drew the circle four days ago and did the ritual but halfway through the spell the circle I drew started changing. It turned violet and the symbols I drew changed into something sinister. After the chant, I got thrown against the wall and when I opened up my eyes there he was, a demon straight out of hell. With no memories of his pasts." Ruby narrated looking sorrowful at her hands.

"Oh my God, did he hurt you?"

"No, he was just very rude but he didn't touch a strand of my hair or did anything bad, but he did steal one casket of my elf blood mead. He left the same night after I made him dinner and gave him a map to check the Abyss." Ruby reassured smiling at her friend before taking a sip of her macaroni soup.

"Good to hear. Do you know where he is now?" Geneva inquired, taking a spoon and digging in as well on her soup.

"Well, he came back today at four o'clock and said that he's going to stay in my place for a while. He said that we're bound together because I somehow managed to create a master-servant spell on him and thank the stars I'm the master."

"Well good for you but if he does something bad or acts in a way that you seriously disapprove of like, sexual harassment or anything, give me a call and we'll bust his ass together, okay? Demons are very dangerous even at this age." Geneva said worriedly to her friend.

"What do you call him by the way?"

"I gave him a name. Dyrus Aleister Aspartheon. I think he's a demon way back from the Great War that got blasted down to the 13 Circles or something. He said that he got drenched in the waters of Styx forgetting everything about his past so I told him to go back to Pandora's Chasm where he might remember something from his past but he returned this morning and declared that he's staying with me. So now I don't have a way to break my curse and a useless demon that's going to get me killed if the ministry finds out about him." Ruby puffed her cheek in frustration, looking completely like a child throwing a tantrum.

"It's going to be all right. I'll help you figure something out to finally free you from that curse, and once we do I'm going to take you on a trip down south where they have the best beaches. We're gonna have a spa party in Lapu-Lapu's place and makeover at the Enchanted Forest where we can bitch around elves. Yeah?"

"Of course. I love you so much Geneva, you're the best best friend ever." The witch smiled in reassurance.

"I always got you, Ruby."