This chapter is short as next chapter will be very long.

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You can see if you were right about who Cain was introducing. :D

Cain and Isabel had ventured away from the manor and now stood in a nook of trees where they would be safe to conduct what the demon had said would be a summoning. The late evening wind chilled the woman and blew her long hair in all different directions causing her annoyance to rise. She regretted not deciding to bring a scarf when the demon had said they would go for a walk, but now she knew.

Warmth touched the tops of her shoulders as a dark fabric consumed her. Strong hands gripped the sides of her arms and began to rub them up and down in an attempt to create heat beneath the cloth. Cain's face entered the woman's peripheral from beneath the hood and she was relieved that the dark shadow that ran across her face hid her blushing features.

"We are now here. Normally a demon would never allow a spectator during a summoning, but since you will be joining me in a few years I do not see the point in such precautions." Cain released the woman and walked to the center of the small clearing they were standing in. He brought his arms up to stretch them out beside him and took a deep breath. Leafs and debris that scattered the forest floor began to roll towards the demon as if they were dragged in by the inhalation of the creature. Then with a chuckle the demon released his air and the particles that were once reeled in were then released in an outburst of wind centering from Cain. Shadows flowed from the contours of the demon and the air became thick with power. His hands came down to point at the ground beneath him and the limbs caught aflame. The demon's unique symbol spread beneath him widely, with him standing in the center of the odd star looking formation.

"I call thee, sworn servant of the sixth Lord; Lara. I request your services…" Cain's voice echoed with unnatural versions of his own voice causing the woman watching to shiver from more than just the cold surrounding her.

Moments passed and the clearing became too quiet, yet Isabel felt compelled to remain silent. After another several minutes, Isabel was about to sigh in frustration due to her impatience, but then the sound of a very feminine voice resonated within the small area rendering her speechless yet again.

"Greetings love, you summoned me?" A woman appeared between two of the trees in front of the demon and she began to walk towards him with her head held high. Blonde curls framed the woman's face and tumbled down her back as she moved into motion. Once she entered the clearing, the moon bathed her in a dull white light, making her skin appear porcelain beneath the gentle rays. Light blue eyes, the color of ice, swept down to lock in a gaze with the glowing red of the summoning demon.

"I have, as I intend to ask a favor of you." Cain replied, a smirk upon his face. "I hadn't expected you to appear in glamour, but I praise you on your attentiveness."

"I was wondering where you had run off too…" She tilted her head to look at the cloaked woman standing several feet behind him, shivering. "Mingling with mortals? You are a lord now, my king. Such chores are below you and you do not have the time to waste on some human's petty problem when you have just taken a throne." The woman crossed her arms, appearing snide "don't you understand how busy I have been keeping the pests away?" She then brought a hand to the demon's arm and ran a finger up it seductively "however will you atone for this, my lord?"

"Annoying," Isabel said, and intensity crackled through the air.

The demonic woman craned her head once again to focus her cold eyes upon the shrouded woman. "Excuse me, human?"

"Oh, can you not hear? My apologies, I was under the impression that any demon my servant would summon would at least be capable of such a simple skill." Isabel reached up to pull the hood that covered her face and revealed she was smiling beneath. "I called you annoying, demon."

The she-demon moved, but luckily for Isabel, Cain was prepared. Within a blink of an eye, the male demon slammed the female into the ground creating a crater around them from the force of the impact.

"Release me!" The she-demon screeched, raking at the collective shadows that pinned her to the ground.

"Lara, heed my words. I am under oath with my lady Isabel, and until our contract is complete I will remain by her side and protect her till our goal is complete." Cain's red eyes now matched the squirming nightmare pinned beneath him and the large mouth of the demon grinned in a most disturbing fashion. "Assist me in this matter and I can assure you that any aide in this endeavor will allow us to obtain our goal much earlier than we intended."

The she-demon considered the man's words and after several moments of silence, the woman morphed back into the blonde with curls. "What do you wish of me, my lord?"

Cain straightened, his own glamour reinstating itself, and reached a hand to help the woman up. "I wish for you to watch over this mansion."

The she-demon raised an eyebrow in question; looking irritated "you summoned me to this realm in order to watch a building?"

"Precisely," Cain nodded.

Silence ensued and even the crickets decided it was best to hold their legs still.

"Are we done here?" Isabel broke the silence, disliking ever second she stood there "we need to move, Cain. Time is wasted standing here unnecessarily."

"Your human is right; you must complete whatever trivial task she asks of you as soon as possible so you may return to your kingdom." The demon then offered Isabel a spiteful smile "you always have enjoyed toys."

Isabel's eyes blazed and Cain moved to stand before her. His arm snaked around his mistress, holding her possessively "you shall address my lady by her name, Lara. I will not forgive such insults driven at my Mistress in the future, so it would benefit you to hold your tongue."

A growl escaped Lara as her eyes glowed scarlet in the pale moonlight, her anger focused solely on Isabel. She curtsied with evident disgust, fire in her eyes "If it is your Mistress's wish, then I shall assist you in this matter."

"Your silence has me wondering where your mind has wandered too, Ib." Cain asked, looking over at the woman seated beside him. The two had obtained a small caravan and were headed to the first stop the merchant would have made in his route. They had traveled for a few hours in complete silence after their meeting with Lara.

Cain had explained what he expected of the demoness and she had bowed swearing she would not fail him. She had done all of this whilst ignoring Isabel which the demon could tell annoyed his Mistress thoroughly.

"I apologize for Lara's behavior-"

Isabel cut him off by glaring at him in pure hatred. The demon nodded, realizing the silence would continue regardless of his paltry apologies, so he turned his attention to the road to distract him.

Once the demon had looked away, Isabel returned her glare back to the small chip in the wood she had noticed on the floor of the rickety cart. Tonight's events played in repetition in her mind and each time she recalled the scene the fire within her rekindled. She despised Lara, and the reason why she felt such hatred for the demoness made her disgusted. She was jealous of the two's unknown relationship. The way the demoness had touched him, the spark of recognition in both their eyes upon witnessing each other, and the playful tones they had reserved for one another drove Isabel mad. Upon realizing such attachment to the demon seated next to her, she felt the need to run, to clear her head and regain control of such stupid sentiments. Attachment would get her nowhere in her fleeting relationship with the demon and she reminded herself that she was incapable of love. She may experience lust, but love was impossible.

"I dislike her. Once we get back she shall return to whatever nightmare she was spawned from." Isabel finally spoke, crossing her legs in discomfort "how much longer until we arrive, demon?"

Cain slid his eyes to the side to glance at the woman in amusement "I approximate that a quarter of an hour remains until we reach our destination."

Isabel made a throaty noise, showing her impatience. "Then wake me when we arrive." The demon had expected for her to climb into the bed of the small cart, but instead she simply sprawled out with her head in his lap and curled to face his chest and the wood of the seats.

"Do not wake me until then" Isabel murmured against his stomach, making the demon smirk.

"As you wish, Ib" the demon shifted his hands to hold the reigns with one and brought the other down to begin lightly combing her hair with his fingertips. Isabel glowered into his abdomen but accepted the gentle caress nonetheless.

To be continued!

Rivalee was a very young demon, so she didn't exist during Cain's earlier reign. : I miss her so much!

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See you all next chapter!