#clcyprince

The union is complete, the realms are safe and Sabrina is a 16-year-old, half mortal, queen of hell. Oh yeah, let her not forget married. Her gaze drifts to the prince in question - now king. Lilith and Lucifer are still in Hell - her double has gone back to Greendale and she’s here - ready to start her new life as Queen of Hell. She knows they need to talk - need to set up ground rules and come to terms for their next steps in ruling Hell. But she’s not sure how to start. Sabrina clears her throat and steps over to where he sits offering him something of a smile. “Caliban,” she says in greeting, “I thought maybe it was time for us to talk. Have a discussion about where we go from here.” She explains while sitting in the large chair across from him

fingers  clutch  at  her  arm  as  she  angles  her  body  to  step  before  the  prince,  casting  her  arms  outwards  as  she  feels  that  power  tickle  every  inch  of  her  skin,  coursing  through  her  very  veins.

“  qui  affecto  protego,  mixtisque  iubas  serpentibus  et  posteris  meis  stirpiqu  !  ”

her  words  are  rushed  and  quiet  -----  a  small  protection  spell,  nothing  that  will  keep  them  out  of  harm’s  way  for  very  long.  though,  she  hadn’t  quite  planned  ahead  for  a  surprise  attack  from  a  demon  today.  she  supposed  she  had  been  too  naive  to  believe  that  perhaps  today  would  be  a  somewhat  normal  day.

     The way that they were trying to taunt them seemed to appear unamusing on both fronts. Rolling her eyes lightly at them, she averted her attention upon Caliban as he spoke, cocking an eyebrow at his comment. ❛ Hate to break it to you, but it’s not like you wear a lot more. Every time I see you, you’re practically shirtless. That can’t be on purpose. ❜  Yes, she had noticed and somebody had to tell him. Looking back at the demons she couldn’t help narrowing her eyes at them, more annoyed by their presence if anything.  ❛ Why are they doing this? Are they trying to scare us or something? ❜

     Raven didn’t want the throne, but if it prevented that Caliban would be sitting on it, ruling all of hell under his command, then she would take the seat. She would do what she had to do, for her coven. ❛ Don’t you have some honor? ❜  He knew this game better than she did. If she was going to beat him in the next round, she would have to find a way to outsmart him, to play dirty.  ❛ I thought maybe that you would be better than that. It appears that I was wrong.❜

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