DATING THE FEMALE RULER OF THE UNDERWORLD WOULD INCLUDE:
-Her taking you on extravagant dates both throughout the underworld and the land of the living. Sheâs the kind of person to reserve an entire restaurant so you can have the privacy you want. Money means nothing to her, but it is an extension of power she happily uses to make every moment with you a fantasy.
-Her oozing fluid confidence and elegance but you being the only person she feels safe enough to be vulnerable around. While others see an unwavering mask of power, you see the lovely face that lies under it, the face that makes you realize why she was godâs most beautiful angel.
-Her softly purring? The ruler of hell seems to have something akin to a purr whenever you caress her face and she leans into the touch. She will immediately deny that any âsounds or purringâ occurred, you pretend to go along with the denial, not wanting to embarrass your rulerâŚwell..not too much at least.
-You are immediately given the title of âInsolaâ. At first, you have no idea what it means until a follower pulls you aside and explains itâs the Latin word for sun. They see the confusion in your eyes and they spell it out for you, âyou feed the rulerâs soul like the sunâs rays feed the plants.â You casually bring up the nickname to her, and you see panic flash behind her eyes for a split second before she responds with a coy answer. You gently hold her face and tell her you love the nickname, only for her to instantly say, âI love you.â The air changes as she takes you into her lap and begins worshipping you.
-Her constantly giving you small gifts which you later find out were her giving you religious offerings. No one has ever received offerings from the ruler of hell (who is essentially a god), but you do because she says you deserve it, saying, âI love and worship you as a devout follower that is both your equal and your worshipper.â Â
-Whenever you two are intimate, the effect of being so connected to her results in you gaining a very small sample of her abilities for 24 hours straight. Youâre essentially able to tell when someone is lying, have people tell you their inner desires without asking, and see in the dark.Â
-Her spending time with you under a starry sky as she tells you stories about what you would refer to as âheavenâ and everything that led her to this moment. She tells you she was the favourite until one day she decided to disobey. She explains sheâs never regretted her decision but even more so now because it led her to you.
-She creates a sanctuary for you in hell. You have a luscious garden covered in flowers and plants youâve never seen before, but they are gorgeous in look, smell, and taste. You love spending hours in your garden, every day you tend to it more and more.
-Whenever a creature is sent to her for sacrifice she gives them to you as a pet. This started with you begging her to allow you to keep a little colt that was offered in her name, your request confuses her, but she allows it because she really canât say no to you. Youâve started to collect a small zoo of animals that are more than happy to be loved and cared for by you.
-Any physical contact with her sends all of your senses on fire temporarily, itâs a euphoria youâve never felt before, and it takes some getting used to. You couldnât help but gasp when she held your hand for the first time.
-Everything about your shared home in hell is like an art gallery come to life. Luxury paints the wall with marble sculptures, fabrics so soft to touch you never knew they existed, pure gold and other brilliant gems accented throughout the space. Despite what should be a clinical atmosphere, you feel nothing but warmth throughout the home, and your bedroom especially as rich reds surround you. You can often hear what you assume to be some sort of demonic opera music coming from your loverâs study.
-Her wearing a rotation of immaculate suits. All are perfectly tailored and handcrafted with the finest materials. They match her various rings and accessories. You tell her one day you wish to match with her and you see the giddiness behind her eyes. The next day youâre gifted with a brand new wardrobe. She never tells you how much it means to her for you both to match but you see it, oh how you see it.
-Her telling you she has very âimportantâ meetings to attend to, only to be told by a follower later on she was asking her council for suggestions on how to make you happier while in hell.Â
-The fire in hell suddenly turning a colour youâve never seen before, a brilliant mix of golds, blues, and reds. You find out later on that many of Hellâs landscapes are a direct reflection of the rulerâs emotional state. She tells you one night as you lay in bed, that the fires have changed because sheâs fallen for you.
-Her telling you how she can shift into any form you desire, her voice heavy with suggestion. Since day one, sheâs been focused on your needs, what makes you feel good, etc. and this is simply another extension of thatâŚâŚbut she seems to miss that her being her authentic self through and through is enough. You tell her that you desire what she considers her most authentic form, which makes her tilt her head with surprise, she almost looks self-conscious. She takes a moment and then lets out a heavy breath before physically shifting into another form. You assume this must be the form she was originally created with, itâs similar to the depictions of angels you have in the land of the living but not quite. Sheâs still humanoid in shape but with a devil-like tail and claw-like harpy feet, her skin is akin to a black and white marble with a few strands of gold that branch out from her golden eyes. She bears brilliantly sharp teeth, gorgeous wings and horns that scream âforest godâ. Sheâs the most beautiful image youâve ever seen and yet, she sits before you, her posture small and guarded. You stare at her in awe and remind yourself to speak, âYouâre perfect.â You say while releasing a breath you didnât know you were holding in. Her head jerks back to your gaze, her eyes asking if youâre serious. You embrace her with a warm hug, and she returns it, her wings wrapping around you as she suddenly feels safer than she ever has. That night you become one with her and feel overwhelming pleasure as golden eyes look back at you; not the eyes of a ruler but the eyes of the soul that perfectly compliments yours.