March 9, 1890
A certain butler by the name of Claude Faustus did not approve of this relationship.
A filthy low down human and a powerful demon.
Neither did he approve of the pregnancy, it was disgusting.
A child of mixed race.
It was enough to make him shiver.
But alas, he had no say In Alois' love life. Claude was forced to watch from a distance and loathe them.
The way Alois laugh and pulled her about, spoiling her with any and everything. The way Hannah let him, smiling and blushing like an idiot. The way they locked themselves in his room all day, doing lewd things.
He would throw up if he could.
When they passed each other in the halls, Hannah kept her head low and her hands on her stomach and she didn't dare look at him. Claude always made sure she knew how disgusted he was.
"Ah-Ah-Ah. You owe me a kiss Anafellows." Alois hummed, holding the spoon of icecream away from her.
Hannah pressed her lips to his own quickly and pulled away.
Alois quickly pinched her nose and shoved the spoon in her mouth. Hannah was forced to swallow, a horrible taste on her tongue.
"What was that?" She asked as she wiped her mouth with a napkin.
Alois hummed as he put the spoon down. "Rosewatter." He replied. "I read in a book that it's good for the baby's development."
He also knew she wouldn't drink it willingly, but he preferred not to say that.
"Ew." Hannah swallowed thickly and tried not to throw up, Baby S didn't like it.
Alois placed a hand on her back and began to soothingly rub it. "Are you still up for icecream? Or are you not hungry anymore?" He asked curiously as he watched her.
Hannah shook her head. "I just want something to get this taste off my tongue." She mumbled.
"Sorry, but I knew you wouldn't willingly drink it." Alois said in a apologizing tone. He turned to Claude, who stood off to the side.
"Bring us something sweet, won't you Claude?" Alois wasn't asking, he was demanding. Claude nodded
and picked up the icecream dish and walked down flowered path of the garden.
"I can't believe I didnt see it coming." Hannah sighed as she leaned back in the plush red and gold chair, her legs crossed.
She inhaled the scent of the roses behind them and then exhaled.
Alois softly smiled as he watched her. She seemed completely relaxed, happy. She also seemed like one of those rich wives who were stuck up and snobby to anyone and everyone. Trust him, he's had his fair share.
Well, that is if you didn't know her. She'd been coming out of her shell slowly but surely, her personality was doing a major 360. It was as if Hannah was never shy and meek.
He wondered if this was how she normally acted before he'd met her.
"I don't know anything about you." Alois stated. "Tell me about yourself."
Hannah looked at him and raised her eyebrows. "There really isn't much to know other than I'm the sheath of leviathan." Hannah said flatly.
"No, I mean about yourself. Who you were before you became a supernatural entity." Alois turned to face her. "What's your name, for starters?"
Hannah sat up a bit. "Well..I don't have a name.." Hannah bit her lip. "And I'm old, very old. Around 800 years old I suppose." She looked away from him, a bit embarrassed.
He was probably disgusted with her by now.
Alois grabbed Hannah's cheek and pinched it. "You don't even look it. You're an amazing milf." Alois teased.
Hannah shook her head. "I'm pregnant, i don't have children yet Alois." Hannah playfully shoved him. "Let's see. I really like taking this particular form, because It's exotic." Hannah hummed a soft tune. "Oh. And I like Lavender alot."
"Well do you have any other forms and would you show them to me?" Alois asked hopefully.
"I can't shapeshift in my current situation." Hannah motioned to her stomach. "But I can take any form I want to, i can even look like you if I'd wanted to." Hannah chuckled dryly.
"I feel like I'm supposed to be scared of you and your demonic self, but I'm not. Odd." Alois looked away in thought.
Hannah softly giggled and moved closer to him. She then wrapped her arms around him and nuzzled her face in his shoulder.
"You smell good." She sighed in content.
"You smell good too.." Alois gently blushed and closed his eyes, feeling warm inside.
"Your highness, I have brought an assortment of sweet things pastries along with a mug of lemonade." Claude said flatly as he placed the tray down on the glass table.
The two looked up from their little moment at Claude.
Hannah immediately looked away, feeling his eyes bore into her.
"Now can you excuse us?" Alois said politely.
"Of course." Claude bowed and walked off. He had a smirk on his face and a glint in his eye.
Once he was gone, Alois clasped his hands together. "Which one do you want?" He asked with a small smile.
Hannah studied the tray of pastries. There was one that caught her eye. It was a frosted scone, coated in chocolate. Her tastebuds longed for it.
"Ooh, that one." Hannah said, pointing to the scone.
Alois picked up the saucer and held it out so she could place the scone on it.
Alois watched as she took a bite out of it, chocolate oozing out onto her lips and the white frosting sticking to her purple lipstick. He smiled when she tried to hide it from him.
She was adorable.
Hannah swallowed it and closed her eyes. "I'm not going to lie," she said "that was tasty."
"Glad to know you like it." Alois chuckled as he handed her a napkin.
Hannah refused it before she took another generous bite. She let out a content sigh and placed the saucer down on the table.
She had to mindful of her manners. Ladies didn't eat all of their food, they ate half to express their delicate appetite.
Alois watched her with the utmost adoration. She looked beautiful. Even with pastry crumbs on her lips and on the front of her sky blue dress.
"So, care to take a stroll?" Alois asked as he offered her his hand.
"Of course, let me just dust myself off.."Hannah said softly as she wiped her mouth and flicked the crumbs from her attire.
Both Demoness and Master went out for a stroll In the gardens.
Alois still thought it bizzare.
They acted like a married couple, Like they knew each other for so long...Like they were in love.
"Your hair Is long." Alois commented in idle.
"Your hair Is short." Hannah chuckled in turn.
"Because I'm a boy." Alois snorted cooly, looking down at the cobblestone.
"Well my hair Is long because I'm a girl." Hannah replied in a witty manner.
"And I suppose your breast are big because you're a 'Girl'?" Alois said sarcastically. He knew now that demons didn't have a gender.
"I can change that if I wanted to." Hannah answered in a calm and cool manner.
"Ugh, Your mouth has too much salt and pepper!" Alois said in annoyance, glancing at the beautiful woman.
Hannah chortled.
"Your Highness It would wppear you hate my calm and collected attitude." Hannah remarked.
Alois furrowed His brow and grabbed Hannah's hand and ran ahead, dragging her farther out into the garden, the Maid stumbling behind him.
"Hell Yeah I Hate Your Fuckin Attitude!" He yelled, Turning the Corner, Dragging Her Farther Into the Garden.
"Y- Your Highness! My shoe!" Hannah pleaded, looking back at her shoe that lay on the cobble stone path.
"Fuck the shoe! I'll buy you a new one!"
Alois pulled Hannah around a hedge of white roses and into a vas grassy area under a 100 year old oak, moss hanging down all around them.
There was a translucent pond right at the root of the tree, still and motionless. They could see all of the auqa-marine life at the bottom of it.
"Beautiful isn't it?" Alois glanced at her with a soft smirk. "I found it when I first came here.." Alois sighed and stared into the still translucent pond.
Hannah didn't answer, she looked around in the utmost curiosity. How could she have been there foe nearly five years and not stumble onto this place? It was eerily beautiful.
"It's beautiful..." she breathed.
"Well don't just stand there, let's take a dip!" Alois wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted the woman up clear off the ground.
"Waa- Alois no!" Hannah cried as she clung to his shoulders.
Before Hannah could physically prostest Alois had already lifted her up and threw her into the pond, Following soon behind.
When Alois sunk below the surface, he saw Hannah floating there, in a whirl of petticoats and skirts.
He swam a bit closer, hands out.
He grabbed Hannah's waist and hugged her close.
Hannah blushed and held onto the blonde, burying her face in his shoulder.
Alois' petite and nimble fingers quickly qndid the buttons to her dress and it floated away, then he took off the skirts and petticoats, throwing them to the side.
When he Was done, Hannah was Only Left in Purple Panties and a Corsage and socks, with one shoe.
He blushed When he noticed Hannah was hanging onto him like there was no tomorrow.
He didn't know what to do.
Hug her back? Or push her away?
Did he like her?
Yes, he had long accepted that fact.
Infact he has since he saw her. He thought she was gorgeous. But she was so stoic and rarely Spoke, so he thought what would she want with a useless 13 year old like him?
She seemed a bit too proud, holding her head high, completing her chores willingly, never talking to him unless necessary, and he hated It.
That's when the abuse started, It all started when He found her changing the bed sheets In His room and purposely made her break something, Just so he Could stomp and kick her, sut her, degrade her.
What Was Going through his Mind to...take advantage of Hannah like that. He sidn't know, he was crazy, maybe jealous.
But maybe that was the beginning to something beautiful, right?
The answer was yes. Alois liked Hannah Like, like.
Alois wrapped his arms around Hannah's body and buried his face in her shoulder.
He felt a hard thumping in his chest. He needed air.
And right now.
He made a move to swim to the surface when the Demoness grabbed sis face and kissed his lips, pushing air Into his mouth and down his windpipe.
Alois blushed.
He liked Her. Like, like.