Chapter Forty

Savage

The trip to hell with Blake being the ruler has been exhausting. At the same time, nerve racking as he is introducing me as his queen today.

The journey through hell is nothing short of harrowing, with flames licking at the edges of our path and sinister creatures lurking in the shadows. Blake leads the way with a steely determination, his powers radiating around him like a protective shield. I stay close by his side, drawing strength from his unwavering presence as we navigate the treacherous terrain.

As we finally reach the heart of hell, where Blake rules with an iron fist, a hush falls over the assembled demons and dark beings. Blake stands tall and imposing, his gaze sweeping over the gathered crowd with a fierce intensity that brooked no challenge.

“Behold, my queen.” Blake's voice booms through the cavernous space, echoing off the walls with a commanding power that demands respect. “She is strong, she is fierce, and she is my equal in every way.”

I feel a surge of pride