#askligur

Ligur looked at the sleeping mortal and took her electronic tablet. One unread message shone on the screen. It hung there for a long time and Ligur even wondered how safe it would be to answer it. He hesitated for some time, but after all he opened it and wrote:

"Hello, my lord, I'm sorry that I was absent for so long. I had some ... things that I had to solve, but now I'm free. I hope your proposal is still valid? I really don’t want to distract you from important matters. "

Ligur thought about how he should sign, he was considered dead and did not know how he was now addressed in Hell. But thinking that he was worrying about it in vain, he signed up.

“Duke of Hell, Ligur”

(Hi! Thank you for the question. I call him Drago:)

“Oh,” Ligur flinched at the pleasant goosebumps running down his back, and turned in her arms. “My sweet sin! You finally came!” whispered Ligur, feeling the tenderness, usually uncharacteristic of demons, rising in his chest. the joy he felt when he saw Hastur did not allow him to speak, clutching his throat, and did not let him see, covering his eyes with tears. Not knowing what to say, he simply hugged Hastur, firmly and gently pressing her to his chest. “I'm so glad to see you,” he said.