It was already night, there was one last thing to do before a proper ceremony. Alastor enters the royal palace in hope to write down all the terms of the marriage contract for his daughter. It turns out that if the marriage was arranged parents were the ones that would make the one making the deal with a king of demons, himself. It was honestly for the better.

Radio Demon wouldn't like his deerie to make deals with other demons. She was way too inexperienced yet to assure her safety and deal makers, Lucifer especially, were tricksters. He normally wouldn't do such a thing himself, but if that was the only way to legally marry her off. King Lucifer already had some complaints to him for getting married to a human, outside his jurisdiction.

He hated to enter Lucifer's palace, he would avoid it even as a friend of princess Charlotte, or maybe because of it. It was never a big secret His Majesty didn't like his daughter's pet project. Alastor could only imagine he and other demons from the Hotel weren't high on his "best buddies" list. Alas, after all they had been through together, his loyalty lay with the princess, instead of a king. Something, his past self that looked for entertainment and failure of sinners would never think of. Oh, how times have changed.

He approached the throne room and bowed to the king of Hell.

- Your majesty. - He started.

- If that isn't a famous Radio Demon. - Lucifer purred. This is going to be an interesting deal. They both knew it. - Would you care for a glass of wine?

The hellish ruler pointed to the bottle and started to pour it into two wine glasses that were prepared for himself and his guest. Alastor noticed there was a third glass left there for someone who didn't show up yet.

- Thank you, my lord. - he reluctantly took the wine. It was poisonous or drugged for sure, yet he couldn't refuse the offer. No one could refuse the dark king request.

- Congratulations on your firstborn marriage. - Lucifer continued. - It will be my pleasure to curse this union.

Radio Demon knew it was just the way they referred to the ceremony in the underworld, but still prefered good old, Earth way of "blessing". His daughter will be the happiest bride, no "cursing " her on his watch. But he couldn't complain, it was an honor to have Lucifer marrying his daughter. He still wished Charlotte could do this, since he trusted her more. Young princess however was still unqualified to perform marriages. There was a possibility she never will, since her good nature prevented her from taking after her father's throne.

He tasted the wine, ah yes, it was kicking in as expected. And it tasted terribly.

He would have to work on a good deal quickly unless he would get so drugged that he could sell his mother to him, or something. Come to think of it, Al could sell his mother-in-law, she was getting quite annoying lately, chasing him with the holy water when he tried to make a deal with her and all. Like she didn't want to die, become a demon and go to her own granddaughter's wedding. At this point it was not his fault he had to push her over the staircase... She had goles to insist she wouldn't be in Hell if he didn't kill her. As if! He ate her peach pie, he knew she deserved eternal flames of Tartarus for that abomination. But he was getting out of track.

Tracks, yes, he liked trains. Why didn't I travel anywhere in a while? He could go to Disneyland with Niffty and eat cotton candy. He wanted something sweet so hard now.

Uuu, the wall had a funny color, why didn't he notice it before? Maybe it's made of cotton candy? Can you eat someone's wall when you visit? Is that considered impolite?

The king of demons chuckled observing as his victim tried to stick a tongue heavily huffing.

"…"

"What is this damn wine doing to my mind!?" - Deer thought to himself - "Back on the important thing!"

Alastor gets a blank marriage contract. It was pretty standard, he only did a few alterations.

Stag was quite relieved to leave after about an hour when his mind was already failing him a bit too much. It makes him dizzy and dare to say, almost vulnerable. He took a left turn to the bathroom to vomit when vertigo got too strong. Little did he know there was another guest waiting right outside the throne room already, just after his departure.

- Good evening, my Lord. - The grey spider came out of the dark shadow. - Thank you for informing me about the day of setting the marriage contract of my son.

King Lucifer looked at him, obviously he didn't care that much, but making sure sinners suffer was his favorite thing to do. And the deal proposed by Alastor was way too tame for his taste. As if he wanted his daughter and that spider hooker to be happy. Ridiculous!

What's even worse, that "Angel Dust" was an associate of his daughter Charlie. He give her stupid hope when he agreed to stay in that Hotel. For his crime, he must perish. And his soul was getting better every year. Redemption wasn't an option, but just in case… That whole family was way too helpful to Charlotte and for that punishment was in order.

- This is how the law works here. - He simply replied. - So, what do you offer me for your part of the bargen, Don Henrion?

Let me read the contract first, I have to think what I can offer for what I need to add. - He answered. - Did you know that this monster, Alastor, not only didn't invite me for my beloved son's wedding, but also forbade me to come?! - he pretended to be offended.

- I simply must make sure my baby boy isn't abused or mistreated by this family of snobs!

- Yeah, suuuure.

He handed him the contract and waited a while for him to finish it. He was very pleased to see spider had many interesting suggestions about the contract. Making them into reality will be deliciously cruel. And the payment he proposed, truly, this man had no morals. He didn't even have to drug him to force him into a horrendous deal. Such a disgusting soul. This would be fun.

- Please, I would like to give my gift to the young couple. - Lucifer smiled menacingly and took another bottle of his special wine. - Make sure your son will receive it.