It had been almost 100 years since the battle had been won. 100 years since Lucifer had been destroyed, and 100 years since he had promised that she would never be alone. Not while he was around. Kingsley Martin stared down at the ballroom of his ducal estate.
He was watching her, Mimi Force now Martin Azrael as she was known to the coven; his bonds mate, his twin, his wife.
She was overseeing the decorations for the party they were hosting tonight at their home. Everyone was in uproar and the chaotic mess that was the castle, was a sight to behold indeed.
Since transforming the underworld into a paradise all on its own affairs were conducted differently as he had promised. They had changed things. Only those who had wanted to stay stayed.
Surprisingly quite a few did.
They had loved Araquiel, and he understood them and their desires, and what he and his bonds mate was noble.
Together they had amended the misconception that the underworld was only for the dark, the undesirables. Garbage no longer littered the streets of Tartarus, and the feeling of apathy and despair was gone.
He had no doubts whatsoever about leaving Heaven for the underworld; it just wasn`t for the likes of them anymore.
This had been his duty, his charge, and his life.
Though he would have forsaken it for her the great love of his life, Azrael, his bride, and his queen.
He still couldn`t believe she returned his affections, or that she needed him just as much as he needed her. That after all this millennia she was finally his.
She was beautiful he thought wistfully.
Mimi`s platinum blonde hair, stunningly bright green eyes, and glowing skin made all who saw her agree. She was the most beautiful girl in the history of the underworld, earth, and so on.
The Duchess of hell held herself regally as she glided across the ballroom with the grace and the dignity of the queen she was born to be. She walked with intended purpose. The great and mighty warrior queen was giving orders as to what should go where for the gala tonight.
"No, no, the flowers should go clockwise from the fountain." She said exasperated.
Kingsley smiled as she fretted. As though she could sense his smile she looked up her green eyes meeting his dark blue. "Causing trouble angel face?" He smirked as he made his way towards her.
"Not in the least dear". She replied. "I just want everything to be perfect for our guests."
He wrapped his strong arms around her slender lithe body. "It will be my love don`t worry." Mimi smiled lovingly at her bonds mate.
After a brief moment he released her and she finished decorating.
As Kingsley made his way to the rose garden (or the garden of Mimi as he liked to call it in Mimi`s absence of course) he thought of everything his past, his life, his crimes, and of course the woman that he had always loved.
He knew that no matter what it took all those years ago when he had first laid eyes on her that Azrael would be his.
That Gemellus the solitary soul would no longer be unbound. She had finally accepted the truth that they were meant to be together. That no matter who came into her future that she would always belong to him.
He had come so close to losing her that day the final battle. He could only thank God for abaddon`s sacrifice. The angels had fought hard and they had won though not without tragedy going hand and hand with victory. They had earned the salvation that had desperately eluded them.
Now there was the feeling of eternal bliss and perfect fulfillment a bond of their making, of their choosing.
As the angel Araquiel glanced back at the place he now called his home all that was going through his mind was one perfect and wondrous thing.
It was worth it.