King of Demons

Cdrama: Love Between Fairy and Devil (2022)

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Love Between Fairy and Devil - Costume Appreciation

But like King said-- he'd call. This wouldn't be the last time she saw him. Snow could not say the same thing about Gem, who had fallen through that hole first.

"Of course," she said softly. "Keep in touch. I love you, King. I'm proud of you-- it sounds like this is a scary thing, but you're doing what's right."

"I love you too. Thank you for everything."

He would be back one day he just knew it.

"You make sure to call," he said, looking down at his desk and his tools. It was easier that way. "Snow will worry," Wolf said, hiding behind the open heart of his best friend.

"I will ..." Wolfgang dragged his gaze back up, setting his jaw tight against the risk of showing any of what he was feeling. King did not need that now; he did not need guilt or worry or second-guessing. He needed to be clear-headed as he went forward, wherever he went. "I will prepare you some things. A toolkit, of sorts."

Something that maybe could mean that at least, if Wolf could not go with him, he could know that young King was not completely without help.

"Thank you."

He could do this, there was no doubt in his mind.

She stood up then-- leaving her knitting behind and crossing to King so she could put her hands on his upper arms and squeeze lightly. She was trying her best. She didn't want to cry or make King feel even more burdened than she knew that he did.

"Don't worry about me," she said, more softly. "When I was a wood witch, the first lesson I learned was that everything has a season. Yours at the Hauntley is coming to an end. That's alright. Endings are very beautiful things." She reached up and cupped his cheek. "Just... keep in touch, if you can. Let me know if you need any help. Okay?"

"I'll be back and I'll call a lot. I promise. And hopefully with someone in tow with me." King stated simply though he sniffled just a little bit because leaving was never easy.

He seemed sure now, the young man. He had grown a little more, in his time there, and something in his eyes had set firmer as he decided who he wanted to be.

Wolf still itched to go with him, to not let the young one wander off into an unknown alone.

"You do not want ... help?" He asked, ignoring the uncomfortable scratching in his stomach. If he allowed King to walk away now, he could not guarantee the boy would come home again.

But he didn't think he needed to ask for that. This was his home, these were his people.

"I'll call home here and there I'm sure but right now? I do not know what I need."

Silence slipped in, like one of the ghosts. Snow let it linger, stretch, and fill every space. She didn't have anything else to say anyway, did she? Could she beg King not to go? Could she cry? What would that do but make King feel worse? In the end, he still had to go-- he had family somewhere out there.

And Snow.

Snow had the Hauntley. No matter how many spirits passed through, the house itself stayed planted, sinking year after year into the earth until, at last, centuries from now, it would become one with the garden.

Her hand slipped from her lap and fell onto the plush seat next to her. She gently rubbed her fingers over the velvet cushions as she glanced down.

"Alright," she murmured. "Of course. Of course, you should go find her." She looked up, trying to hold back any tears. Truly, she felt too exhausted to truly cry. So she tried to offer a wan smile. "It's fine, King. You do what you need to do."

If he added to the broken heart maybe he wouldn't be welcomed back the way that he would have hoped.

But she was still his sister too and he would fight for that even if she said no.

She didn't know what-- but she got a feeling. A cold wash of air down the back of her neck, a sinking in her stomach. Her bones felt heavy, because King looked at her with such heaviness as well.

Whatever he was going to say, it wasn't good.

And the chill was correct.

"A sister?" she echoed. And she thought about Tanya instantly-- Tanya eyerolling, Tanya nudging the toe of her Converse against the doorframe, Tanya slurping at her potion. Once, Tanya called Snow sister, only to find her real one-- and to move on.

"You...you mean, in the underworld?" Snow added softly.

But his sister needed him too and he needed to find her before it was too late.

Who knew what was too late.

Was his own sister still out there? Did Lena mourn him? Or did she, in the small hours of the night, revel in his death?

"Do you want me to help you find her?" Wolf asked, ignoring the way his fingers clenched slightly as if they were already holding King closer. There was room here for his sister to join them, what was another lost sheep to the flock?

King would hopefully be back, he wanted to be back. The underworld wasn't his home this was. But he just had to leave for a little bit.

Well, mostly, she'd let the shadows gather around her and her tea grow cold.

Today, she was fiddling with a knot in her yarn when King popped in. "Hm?" Snow said. She looked up.

But King was sure that was just him running away.

He had learned to face problems head on these days.

"I remembered something, but it might not be good. I think I have another sister out there."

Once he had slotted the cog into place, the man lowered the watch mechanism down to the desk, and then he looked around at the youngster.

Immediately, Wolf's face turned into a frown.

Something was wrong; it was stamped all over King's face.

"What is it?" He asked, voice a little resigned.

He could promise to be back soon but it would be empty because he didn't know. When would he be back if he couldn't find her?

"I found out I have a sister somewhere out there." King started jumping right into it. He didn't know how else to do it.

Snow was King's sister and she was hurting, she was breaking in her own ways and while King wanted to help, he wanted to bring her soup and check in at night if she was sleeping or to bring a cup of tea if she wasn't.

Snow still had people.

His sister didn't.

He had to go, no matter how hard it was to leave.

Despite knowing that his heart was breaking with every step he walked closer to her.

"Jiejie?"

King's family was all here and yet he was trying to now find out more, he was trying to leave.

This was his home and yet, somewhere out there, there was someone who needed to find the same home he had.

She deserved it and King was the only one that could find her, that much he knew.

Knocking on Wolf's door the boy look at him with a frown.

"Do you have a moment?"