Be sober, be vigilant

HE watched her face for mere moments. He was aware of how to read the emotionless but he didn't dare speak of her shortcomings in size compared to his. She may be small and have abandoned them but she was still an Asmodeus and her bite would still hurt. That was if she even dared try to touch the king of demons.

He sat then beside her, as if he was familiar with her, like he had never left the hellhound he knew she was. His hellhound. Their father had bred them to be his army, and some to be his queens. Her words had him pressing his ears but that was the only emotion that manifested itself on his face other than a brief flash of guilt. "Mother rests with her demons, father will join her whence I find him. They will pay for their casting away of the king and his hellhounds....." He cast his mismatched eyes to her's looking seeking for something now. He wasn't good with apologies, he had been so young when he and Zeivah had run off together. His face showed his troubles with giving Dea what she was owed. "We do not say these words often sister, do not think us weak for saying them. Apologies are in order, we broke trust and love when we sought to conquer things away from the world here. Forgive us." HE watched for her forgiveness but then qickly turned his face from hers, a sheepish look found itself upon his features for a moment until he reeled in his emotions, bringing his emotionless expression back.

HEr question had him looking off into the distance, almost as if by speaking his other half's name she would miraculously show herself. He smirked at the darkness that lay in front of them. "Zeivah is wonderful, though she waits where we left her likely for our return. With any luck  we have gained father's virility and she keeps the next heir close. Though if she doesn't bear it will be upon these lands she does so this coming winter most likely." He turned his fce to look at her reaction to the news that she could already be an aunt to more demons.