HER DESIRE TO GO TO EARTH

"But there is something about the earth that keeps calling my soul every day. It's like I belong there, and there is someone waiting for me. I can feel it," she said, clutching her chest and looking at Medusa with sincerity.

"Really? I think you're just overthinking it. Don't say this in front of your husband; he will get angry," Medusa said. Lucinda frowned and stared into thin air.

"Why do you say that? He has always been a good listener. One thing that makes me feel like I don't belong here is that my skin is not blood-red like yours, and you guys have horns, and I don't. I think I look like the burning humans over there," she muttered, pointing towards the fiery area of Hell.

Medusa gasped, her eyes widening as if she had seen a ghost. She moved closer to Lucinda, covering her mouth with her hand. "Your Highness, he is here," Medusa said, staring at Lucifer, whose eyes were ablaze. Lucinda's eyes widened, and she quickly removed Medusa's hand from her mouth.

"Come with me, Lucinda," he said in a deep voice, and she flew away with him. They soared through Hell, flapping their wings in the air.

"Look at those people down there. They are burning because of their selfish desires and reasons," he stated.

"Why do they keep burning non-stop, and why are we immune to the flames?" she asked.

"You have grown up and become wise. You ask wise questions every day, and I don't like it. I would like you to take an oath," he declared, taking her hand.

"What's the oath about?" she inquired as the wind tousled her hair.

"You will have to promise me that you will never fall for a human if you have the chance to live on Earth one day," he stated.

"What if I can't promise you, and what will be the consequences if I fail to keep the oath?" she asked.

"I will have to end your life," he stated, and she gasped.

"But I am your wife. Why would you think of killing me? Don't talk to me. I can't take the oath," she said, trying to leave his presence.

"Don't try to walk out on me. I made you who you are today, and you are trying to leave me for a human. Humans are ungrateful!" he half-yelled.

"What do you mean by humans being ungrateful? Am I a human?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Hell no! I wish you were," he stated, his mouth wide open.

"You know, it has always been my dream to go to Earth and see what it's like," she mumbled.

"I know, but you are a demon. Earth is not for beings like us. That's why we live here," he assured.

"But you send some demons on missions to Earth every day. Why can't you give me a mission so I can transform into a human and go there?" she questioned.

"It's not as easy as you think. You are my wife, and we are bonded by flesh. I can't let you slip out of my grasp. You can't go away from me," he stated.

"You are treating me like an object you own!" Lucinda lamented, furrowing her brow. She knew it was impossible to reason with him, so she let out a sigh and turned her back on him. She spread her wings and flew away without looking back.

"Lucinda, I..." Lucifer started, pursing his lips.

"Handling this particular human is not

as easy as I thought. She becomes more stubborn every single day. And I haven't even slept with her once. I will have to do it tomorrow night to strengthen our bond," Lucifer muttered to himself as he flew to his chambers.

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Lucinda closed the door of her room, tears streaming down her face. She turned to her room and saw Medusa sitting on her bed, engrossed in a book.

"Medusa," she whimpered, wiping her eyes with the back of her palm, and rushed to her on the bed. Medusa was shocked to see her crying before she could utter a word. Lucinda lay next to her on the huge bed and rested her head on her lap, gazing at the ceiling.

"Medusa, can you believe what my husband said?" Lucinda muttered. She knew Medusa was the only one who understood her. "He said I am the only one he won't allow to go to Earth, but why? Medusa, why?" Lucinda questioned, and Medusa gently stroked her hair that sprawled over the bed.

"Your husband knows best," Medusa replied flatly.

"Gosh, that wasn't the answer I was expecting," Lucinda said, turning her head to look at her. "Why do I have the feeling there is something you are not telling me? Have you gone to Earth before?" she questioned. Medusa's eyes widened, and she pursed her lips.

"Um, yes, but I went there for a specific reason. Your husband is right; Earth is a dangerous place, and not suitable for beings like you. He knows best," Medusa said, continuing to stroke Lucinda's hair. Lucinda grew increasingly frustrated with her defense of her husband.

"Can't you just be on my side for once in your life?" Lucinda asked, sounding hurt.

"Lucinda, you don't understand. I want the..." Lucinda interrupted, raising her hand in the air.

"I don't want to hear it! Get out!" Lucinda declared, pointing at the door.

"I said get out now!" she snapped. Medusa pursed her lips, clutching her book before stepping down from the bed.

"Alright, I will leave, my queen. I will be outside if you need me," Medusa said with a sad expression, bowing slightly before walking towards the door. Lucinda glared at her, watching her leave. She shook her head, wiped her tears, and lay on the bed.

"Gosh! Why am I being treated this way? I don't deserve this!" Lucinda whimpered as tears welled up in her eyes. She grabbed her duvet.

Everyone is just supporting my husband, and he hasn't even told me about my parents. Everyone in the Bible has parents and someone they came from, but I just found myself alone in this world, at the top, where no one understands me. Lucifer told me he didn't rebel against God; instead, they had an agreement to test human faith in God. I really want to go to Earth. I want to see what it looks like, how people live, how they communicate, and experience everything. I want to know it all! she cried inwardly. She let out a deep sigh and lay on the bed.

She couldn't sleep comfortably due to her extremely long hair. Since her hair was magical, she used it to wrap around her body. Though she felt trapped, it was the only way to have a good night's rest. She arranged her pillow and rested her head on it, drifting off to sleep. In less than a second, Lucifer opened the door to her room, letting the light from outside fill the room.

"She is already asleep," he muttered.

He was about to leave when he noticed her hair draped over her body. He walked over to her on the bed and started removing her hair from it.

"Stubborn girl," he mumbled and walked out of the room.

Days passed, and Lucifer carried Lucinda in his arms, leading her to his room. As he was about to enter his chambers with her, he transformed into a handsome and charming human.

Lucinda looked at him and smiled, her hands wrapped around his neck. He gently placed her on the bed and began kissing her, trailing kisses along her body as he caressed her. Lucinda lifted her hair and tied it into a long bun. In one swift move, he lifted her onto the bed and kissed her deeply and slowly. His hands rested on her hips as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing into him. She heard a groan escape his lips and took it as a sign to continue.