A/N: I would like to thank you for all your beautiful comments and thank you for raising my spirits. I appreciate it. This fic, while being a Demiurge Romance, is more about Ahna and her learning to grow as a person and recover from past experiences.

Sebas stood outside of a pair of large ornate doors. Right on the other side of these doors were not only the maid and some of the staff of the tomb but also the rest of the guardians. It was time that everyone got on the same page regarding their masters. "All glory in this world belongs to Nazarick." He spoke to the door in a quiet yet echoing voice.

As if the doors were charmed to open by the mere phase, which they were, the sturdy wooden barriers opened as silent as Death itself. Inside were the guardians seated at one end of the table and the maid on the other end. The pleiades were seated while the lower ranking maids stood around the table, arms folded in front of them respectfully. The room was silent even the normally hostile women of the guardians were silent waiting for the final member of the meeting.

"Sebas." Albedo rose from her chair commanding the room's attention. "You have called us here. Why?"

The older butler looked at the succubus merely inclining his head. "I did. I feel like we should all be as one when it regards our master's and mistress's wishes and their needs. It will not do if one of us has information the others do not."

Albedo inclined her head in agreement. "Yes. I, too, have noticed that our Lord and Lady are more prone to things that were not problems previously."

Demiurge who had been quiet up until now stood. "I do have some information on that topic. Though I know that this will make for poor timing. Recently My Lady confided in me a theory of hers and I fear she may very well be right." His pregnant pause made each being in the room feel the weight of his next words heavily. "Nothing of this must leave this room. We are the guardians of our masters. The ones who are in contact with them every day. It is paramount that you know this and to keep your eyes and ears honed but let not our Supreme Beings feel that we can not do our jobs without fretting over this."

"Demiurge what is it that you found that has you acting like this? Does my lady's theory bode ill for us."

"Not as of yet. But as I have stated previously, This. Can. Not. Leave. This. Room. Not even the other denizens of Nazarick should be fully aware. But I learned how the Supreme ones differ from then and now. Apparently they used their sheer force of wills to make bodies here that were not their own but able to interact with our world. My Lady referred to this as their supreme pathways. As far as I can ascertain with my inferior understanding is that the pathways were closing and that Lord Ainz and Lady Ahna chose to stay here with us until the end."

The room's residents gave low murmurs of awe that the supreme beings would stay here with them.

"But…" Demiurge spoke again, silencing the members with the dread of his next words. "Something happened when the pathways closed the tomb was moved by means that even the supreme ones have not figured out. Them being trapped in these bodies have had other consequences."

Shalltear let out a growl baring her fangs at Demiurge. "What is it? Are our Masters in peril? Speak to us!"

"It seems when they lost the pathways to their world they may have lost the immunities to death and all afflictions they once had. When the body of a supreme being died here they needed only to make a new one and train that body up to contain their energies. Though the body could be different from the original, it was still the same supreme being."

"Wait." Cocytus' loud voice boomed through the whole room. "Are you saying that the supreme beings aren't immortal any longer?"

Panicked shouts were thrown over one another. Din erupts into pure chaos unbecoming of servants of the supreme beings. Before Demiurge had the chance to call the meeting back to order a huge powerful bloodlust radiated through the room. The head of the table where Albedo sat was covered in her power and the room silenced. "We are the guardians and servants of the supreme beings." Her voice traveled through the room, low and angry. "Our Masters, Lord Ainz and Lady Ahna, have given much to be here. They gave their Immortality to stay here with us and become susceptible to the dangers of our world. However, in the end this changes nothing."

"What are you saying Lady Albedo?!" Sebas's shocked voice stopped her. The maids were horrified and the guardians ready to admonish their leader.

"What I am saying is that their being mortal or immortal shouldn't matter. No harm will be allowed upon them regardless. It has and will continue to be our job to eliminate the threats to them. Whether those threats can do them serious harm or not." The succubus had never seemed more like the intimidating leader that she was at this point. "This should only reignite our desires to keep them safe after all they have given for us. We must give them everything! Our jobs remain the same, to follow their orders, to execute their visions into the world, and above all to lay down our lives in their protection! We are the Servants of the Supreme Beings and for so long as one of us has breath in our bodies we will not stray from that purpose."

The room erupted into cheers, everyone one the same page. The news, while shocking, was just another reason for the guardians to devote themselves to their masters.

Plans began taking form for the care of both Lord and Lady. They made a cycle and hierarchy with the maids and the guardians to protect the supreme ones and serve them so if one of them is sent away then the masters have someone to both protect them and to ensure they are not left wanting for anything. It just so happened at that time that their masters were also working on plans on where certain of the staff were needed.