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IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO LIE about my feelings about this situation.
I wasn’t thrilled about the idea of Princess Edelweiss, her guard, and the Angel Hunters coming to live with us, but none of us were. Lucifer only agreed because it was King Victor that asked him to do it and the rest of us only agreed because Lucifer would’ve made us pay for defying the king’s orders. Pierce and Wyatt might have been willing to defy Lucifer’s orders, but the rest of us never dared.
Lucifer was far from pleasant when he was angry, and I didn’t want to have to see that side of him more than I had to.
After Lucifer and the Hunters left, the seven of us were left to our own devices along with Edelweiss and Roscoe.
Pierce had been tempted to go talk to Roscoe at one point, but he didn’t seem like he was too interested in talking at the moment. Roscoe seemed to be more focused on his princess and the rest of us refused to go with Pierce to check if that was the case.
Instead, we all retreated and were now sitting in the living room together (which was a rare occurrence anyway) and doing our own thing.
I, for one, was laying out on the couch and playing one of the new video games that Lucifer had brought home for me a few days ago from the Middleworld. Griffin was beside me as he stole some of the popcorn that I had made (which wasn’t that easy of a thing to do with a microwave, by the way!) when he thought I wasn’t looking. Sitting in one of the two armchairs was Pierce with a nose in his book while he hummed along to the music that Elton was playing on his guitar. Elton was sitting in the other armchair and Gus was sitting right beside him as usual. Wyatt was sitting in the corner as far away from everyone as possible while he watched a wrestling match on his phone.
As for Lachlan... well, I never tried to guess what he did for fun. He was probably surfing social media to see what everyone was up to or, judging by the fact that he had his earbuds in, watching some makeup or fashion video. Admittedly, I understood Lachlan the least out of all of my brothers, but that wasn’t for lack of me trying.
I wanted to understand him better than I did, but parties, makeup, and fashion weren’t and never would be something I was interested in, so I had to resign myself to merely being a supporter towards Lachlan and his many ambitions.
“No, no, no! Oh, come on!” I yelled at the tv screen.
I groaned as the red “game over” screen flashed at me mockingly and sat up. I snatched the bowl of popcorn away from Griffin before looking over at the others.
“This is pointless, you know,” I huffed, “Edelweiss being here, I mean.”
Pierce rolled his eyes and closed his book before turning in his chair to look at me, “It’s not pointless. You know why she has to be here.”
“Yeah, yeah, the Empyrean War and all that junk. Does she need to be here, though? Who would threaten the princess?” I asked.
“It’s not about who here would threaten her,” a masculine voice called, “It’s about the things on the surface and in Heaven that King Victor knows he’s powerless to protect her from.”
The seven of us all perked up and looked towards the entrance of the living room as Roscoe appeared.
Roscoe was huge - that was the long and short version of describing his appearance. He was a fallen angel - I knew that much about him from what Lucifer told us about him before they all arrived - with dark skin and massive muscles. One thing was for sure: this man wasn’t someone to be messed with.
“Um... Sir?” I asked, my voice squeaking so much that even I barely understood what I said.
All of my brothers looked up at me, smirking darkly. Yep, Pierce and Wyatt were definitely going to be mocking me for that for the next millennia. It wasn’t my fault! Even Pierce had to admit that Roscoe was pretty intense - that was probably why he became the princess’s guard.
Then again, I wasn’t sure how he became her guard. I’d heard a few of the residents of Hell say that the story was “so sweet” and “so unique”, but I could never figure out what that meant and Lucifer never told us either. He never told us anything about the princess other than the fact that she was an angel.
We didn’t even know how she came to live in Hell.
It wasn’t fair! Pierce, Griffin, Elton, Gus, Wyatt, Lachlan, and I were all royalty, too. We deserved to know about Princess Edelweiss just as much as Lucifer did. Sure, we could easily talk to her about all of that now that she was going to be living with us, but that was so much work that it almost wasn’t worth it to even try.
“The princess wasn’t safe living with King Victor,” Roscoe mused, “King Victor is no match for the king of Heaven, as much as he wishes he was. If Princess Edelweiss stays here, she at least has a minuscule chance of survival.”
I looked down at the floor. Well, now I felt like a horrible demon being...
“Why does Gavin want her so much, anyway?” Elton asked, “She’s been here for years, right?”
Roscoe raised an eyebrow at him, “Prince Elton, have you not yet realized that the princess is not your typical angel? She was pushed out of Heaven by King Gavin when she was a child after-”
I was so sucked into what Roscoe was saying that I almost didn’t realize when a scream broke through the house, met with a loud crashing sound, and, finally, dead silence. A horrified look painted Roscoe’s face as he turned, and ran up the stairs.
After a few exchanged glances, the others got up and went to follow her, so I decided to attempt to turn back to my game, figuring that they wouldn’t need me.
I was too lazy to help them, anyway, so I would’ve been more trouble and in the way than anything else. Still, Pierce couldn’t just let sleeping demons lie and came up behind me before snatching the controller and my popcorn out of my hands before punching me in the back of the head.
“Sylas, for once, try to look alive and pretend as if you care! Depending on what this is, we’re going to need all the help that we can get.”