Heyyy, ok, so just to explain, Ivy has the power to make her instruments appear and disappear as she likes. In this chapter, she will play Eternal Love (Song I found on youtube :P I will post the link in my profile later on) I do not own anything but Ivy, please enjoy!

Ivy's POV

It was quite awhile before the coach was directed to Lucifer's home. I widened my eyes as he large iron gates opened to let us in, gazing in awe at the huge castle towering over us.

I really should have made sure I'd known what I was getting into...

The demon beside me grinned at me, as if reading my thoughts. I just stuck my tongue out at him childishly, causing him to frown in annoyance. Giggling under my breath, I eyed the far off courtyard with interest. There was a beautiful stone gazebo, with an old piano sitting under it.

It brought back many cherished memories, and I made sure to take note that the piano was there. I'd take some extra time later to visit it.

The demon guard sitting across from us cleared his throat, catching my attention. Lucifer didn't even give the demon a second glance, choosing to stare at the sky instead. Weirdo...

"Sire, you have a meeting with the elders this afternoon, as well as a marriage interview later on. I suppose.", sparing me a glance, "You'd like some time with your new toy, so I've cleared all the morning's plans."

This made Lucifer grin. Meanwhile, I glared at the demon seated across from me. How dare he refer to me as a toy? I wasn't someone you could easily play around with.

The carriage came to a stop in front of the castle, a tall stone staircase awaiting my already aching feet. Lucifer got out and came to my side, opening the door for me, a sly grin marring his face. I took the mocking hand he offered to help me down.

I took my time walking up the staircase, barely hiding the pain. Meanwhile, Lucifer and his demon guard walked up effortlessly. Only when he'd reached the top did the demon king pause and turn to watch me walk up the remaining steps as slowly as possible. Curiosity invaded his expression, but only for a moment.

I was lead into the wonderfully grand main room. I could barely hide my disappointment in finding the place surrounded by staircases and steps.

Lucifer took my hand and led me off, leaving his guard to look on in irritation, then walk away.

What am I doing here?

Lucifer's POV

I was eager for entertainment, so I cut off Gilbert halfway through his usual morning rant and grabbed my new toy, leading her away.

My destination was one of the ballroom halls used for small gatherings. I knew nothing much about music, but I did know that music was much more vibrant in a room that could let the sound bounce off the walls. What was that called again?

I was careful to avoid taking the short way with the stairs. For some reason, the girl seemed to be in pain, and I decided it would only be merciful to stay on solid ground. If I was kind now, I could take advantage of her at any other given time.

I grasped her hand a little tighter, just to make sure she was there. Her footsteps were silent against the marble floor, so only the soft feel of her skin was any reassurance that she was with me.

I opened the small double doors and led her into the ballroom. She seemed taken by it right away, walking in on her own accord and giving a little twirl, her eyes shining with delight.

I sat on one of the many plush sofa's surrounding the room. It was mostly used for light tea and small gatherings.

She spun a hand clockwise to reveal a beautiful violin case of a deep, rich blue. Opening it, she retrieved a glorious, shiny ebony violin with a matching bow. The instrument bore not scratches, proving that it had always been handled with care.

She ran the bow across a string, then listened. The note vibrated around the room, as I'd know it would. It made her smile. She turned to me, almost shyly. "The acoustics in here are great."

Ah, that's what it was called.

I rested my elbow on the arm of the sofa and nodded to her. "Play me a tune."

She narrowed her eyes at me slightly, but did not object. Positioning the violin on her shoulder, she began to play. It was a soft, elegant sound, and I found myself closing my eyes to absorb the music entirely.

Each note was distinct and unique; there were no flaws with her playing. I decided to open my eyes and watch her play, only to discover her own eyes closed, that same smile from the forest resting on her face. Her body was completely relaxed, and the bow moved delicately to her command.

She played so gracefully, it amazed me. It was curious how a girl who had lived in the forest so long could have such skills. How a girl so beaten and, admittedly, thin, could produce such gentle and wonderful music.

As the song came to an end, her eyes opened, and I caught a trace of mourning, as if she'd hated having to come to a close.

I stood and clapped, as did another set of hands. I turned to glare at Klaus, who walked casually into the room.

"Did I tell you to come in, Klaus?"

He stopped, an apologetic look on his face. "Sorry, but I just had to see who was playing so wonderfully. The tune reminded me of someone..."

He turned as if to look at Ivy, but she'd already fled; as a matter of fact, she'd taken shelter behind me. I was surprised; she hadn't seemed like the type of girl to frighten easily.
Glancing behind me, I could just barely make out her face from under her hair.

Beyond my understanding, it annoyed me that Klaus had scared her. It also annoyed me that she was scared in the first place.

Why?

Ivy's POV

As soon as I'd recognized the person who'd walked in on us, I hid myself behind the demon king. I hated doing so, but there was no way I could face him. I knew Klaus. I knew him from before my days in the forest.

I noticed Lucifer glance at me in annoyance before addressing Klaus.

"Anything I need to know, or are you just leaving now?"

Klaus smile nervously at the demon king, and I prayed that my scent be covered by his. However, my hopes were in vain as a slow, wicked smile grew upon the demon's lips.

"My king, do you not smell something...extraordinary?"

Lucifer tilted his head to the side in confusion; he didn't understand what the bug in front of him was getting at. He took a light sniff before sucking in his breath. The scent was extraordinary. How he had missed it was beyond his knowledge. It was almost like a mix of chocolate and blood, with a hint of the warm scent of sugar cookies all mixed together.

I closed my eyes, fear creeping into my body.

Shit...that damned Klaus...

Klaus decided to stride forwards, getting as close to us as possible without angering the king. I backed away slightly. If Lucifer had also caught my scent, there was no hope for me. My eyes glanced around the room, discovering a nearby window.

It wouldn't kill me to jump for it, but I wouldn't heal for quite some time.

Lucifer turned to gaze at me curiously. His nose twitched slightly, and his brows furrowed.

"That scent...is it you, Ivy?"

His eyes were no longer amused or teasing. There was a hunger to them, and it caused me to shudder. I braced myself for whatever was to come, thinking that the window was my best option.

"And if it is?"

He suddenly grabbed me around the waist and held me close, hissing slightly under his breathe. His eyes held evil intent.

"Klaus...leave us, please. I have some business to attend to. Keep all the maids and butlers away from the room. I wouldn't want them to be alarmed by any screaming."

Before I could object, he lifted me into his arms, his aura screaming possessiveness and hunger. I struggled against his grasp, but it was no use.

Klaus merely smiled as we left the room. "As you wish, Sire."

Moments later, I was dropped onto a humongous bed, one belonging to the king. He shut and locked the door before turning to me.

I pushed myself backwards until I hit the wall before trying to dart to yet another window I'd spotted. However, he pinned me against the bed before I could get anywhere. One hand grasping my wrists, his legs pinning mine.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "Mind telling me a bit about yourself? It might save your life."

I lowered my eyes humbly, hating that I had to resort to this. "I am but the humble musician that entertains my king. I was hired but this morning, Sire."

His grip on my wrists tightened, and caused me to whimper. He seemed to enjoy the reaction.

"Before that. How do you know Klaus?"

I closed my eyes, the painful memories resurfacing. "He brought me back to the demon world."

The king waited patiently for more of an explanation. My stubbornness took over and my lips sealed themselves.

"I have many ways of getting answers. Perhaps I should use the one method I enjoy most..."

He lowered his head to my neck, and I stiffened. Was he going to bite me? If he did, there was no way I would be allowed to live.

However, he instead began running his tongue along my neck, purring at the taste. He continued until the cursed tongue could play around with my ear.

"Wait, hey...Hah!"

My neck arched without my permission. His free hand ran along my waist and hip, assessing my body.

"Stop...please!"

A part of my mind didn't understand. Why stop? The sensation was wonderful.

I had to explain to myself that he'd made his way back to my neck and was now baring his teeth. I screamed loudly, and he winced, momentarily stalled. I glared up at him, mustering all the spunk resting within the bowels of my soul.

"I'll tell you, alright? So just...please...stop..."

My vision became blurry as he raised himself off my body. He placed a hand on my head, and the pain vanished.

"Alright," He said calmly, "Speak."