She Belongs To The Devil

As usual, Damien denied being waited by any servants since he felt really uncomfortable being surrounded by people he didn't know.

The bath was already prepared, so he hopped in and took a nice and relaxing bath. After that, he rummaged through his luggage for a fresh set of clothes. However, no matter how many times he went through the clothes in his luggage, he didn't find any that he wanted to wear.

His eyes were constantly on the clothes that he had worn on the way – the ones that Kenneth had gifted him.

Damien sighed and sat down on the floor. He gazed at the dusty waistcoat and mumbled to himself, "I want to wear that for dinner as well. Everyone will be in their shirts and trousers and I will be the only one sitting there looking like an elder demon."

He sighed again and thought, "I wish I had learned that cleaning spell from Mirah." He squinted his eyes and thought again, "Shall I go home and ask her for another favor?"

Damien shook his head. "I don't think she would like it if I pester her for such trivial things. And not to mention how she will react if I say that I have a favor to ask. She might instantly jump to a conclusion and think that I brought another body. If my mother is around then it will only look bad for me."

After pondering for some more, Damien finally got back up on his feet with an idea in his head.

He then walked out of his room with a proud smile on his face.

He stood in front of the door to the adjacent room and then knocked.

"Who is it?" Kenneth was buttoning up his shirt when he heard the knock.

"It's me," came an answer in a familiar voice.

"What is it?" Kenneth opened the door and instantly regretted doing so. "Damien! How many times do I have to ask you not to walk around half naked?"

Damien walked past Kenneth and entered the room as if it was his own room. "You're also showing off your chest," he commented in a carefree manner.

Kenneth scoffed and turned around to glare at Damien. He folded his arms in front of his chest and replied crossly, "Well, I am inside my room. Also, I am not the one walking around in a towel here."

Damien sat down on the sofa and replied after shrugging his shoulders, "This is not your castle so your rule doesn't apply here. Besides, your room is right next to mine. So nobody saw me alright."

"As if you followed my rule back at my castle!" Kenneth rolled his eyes at Damien and then asked, "What do you want?"

Damien gave a wide grin and stated the purpose of the disturbance, "I would like to borrow a set of your clothes. Mine got dirty."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"What's wrong with your usual clothes?" Kenneth asked while narrowing his eyes at the shameless demon.

Damien leaned back and rested his head on the headrest of the sofa. And he said after heaving a sigh, "My usual clothes look boring."

"I think they look amazing though. It makes you look… powerful." Kenneth complimented Damien's clothes without even realizing it.

And when he realized that, he quickly walked to find his luggage and then passed it to Damien. "Find the ones that you like."

Damien happily opened the luggage and then looked for the ones that he felt would suit him. After a few minutes, he found a maroon waistcoat, the same colored trousers, and a white shirt.

However, when he took those out of the luggage, Kenneth gave a disapproving look at Damien's choice.

"What? I think it will suit me," Damien shrugged and proceeded to stand in front of the mirror with those clothes in his hand.

"Er…" Kenneth cleared his throat and wanted to say something. But he simply asked, "Make sure to return those to me later. Those are very precious to me."

Kenneth had gotten that set of clothes from his mother on his last birthday. So he didn't really want Damien to wear those. However, he also couldn't ask Damien not to wear them.

"Oh, don't worry. I will return it to you tonight, or tomorrow." Damien put on the shirt and then buttoned it.

Kenneth also buttoned up and then knelt down to put on his boots. While doing so, he suddenly remembered something.

So he secretly glanced at a box full of vials of blood in the luggage. And he thought to himself, "I hope he didn't realize what's inside that box. I don't want him to find that stash and help himself."

While Kenneth was still tying the laces of his boots, Damien suddenly stood in front of him and asked while pointing at his trouser, "Help me to button this up. The holes are too small and I am afraid that I will rip the trouser apart if I try to force the buttons in."

Kenneth looked up at Damien and shook his head. And he mockingly said, "Sure, why not? I am at your service, my lord."

He then sighed and reached for Damien's trouser buttons. And he mumbled to himself, "And I thought I was a Crown Prince. But it looks like I am a servant to this baby demon who doesn't even know how to button up his trouser."

Damien was enjoying seeing that pissed look on Kenneth's face. And he teased Kenneth back, "Not everyone gets the chance to serve me. So you should be proud of yourself."

"Shut your damn mouth!" Kenneth pulled Damien's trousers a bit to make him shut up.

Damien wasn't standing properly. So he happened to hold Kenneth's head to stop himself from getting slammed against that hybrid's head. And he reprimanded Kenneth, "Hey! What the hell? Can you take it easy?"

And unfortunately for both of them, Ariel happened to walk by the room right at that moment. Earlier, Kenneth hadn't locked the door properly. And Ariel stood at the door while gaping her mouth.

Damien noticed her standing by the door with a stunned look on her face.

He swiftly looked down at Kenneth and looked back at Ariel. He gave a nervous laugh to her. He waved both of his hands denying the situation and stuttered, "A-Ary… It's not…"

"Ariel?" Kenneth wasn't facing the door so he was late to notice Ariel's presence. He abruptly got up and turned to face the shocked Princess. "No… It's not what it…" Find exclusive stories on empire

Damien's trouser wasn't fully buttoned up yet.

And Ariel's eyes happened to travel down there. She swiftly turned on her heels before both the boys could defend themselves and she started to walk away.

Both the boys ran to the door and leaned to see Ariel. And both of them shouted simultaneously, "Ariel, It's not what it looked like!"

"Please let us explain," Damien added further.

However, Ariel waved off her hand without even daring to face them. And she shouted back as she walked away, "I don't even want to know. I will pretend I didn't see anything."

Kenneth angrily grabbed a chunk of Damien's hair and twisted it while cursing him, "It's all because of you! Now go and clear things with her."

"Ow! Don't blame it on me!" Damien rolled his eyes at Kenneth. And he asked again, "Finish what you were doing first. And I will chase after her. Quick!"