Asmodeus sat in the cold chamber he chose for his war council, a massive table in the shape of a circle, big enough for all his women and allies. Paul, Simon, Vinea, Levia, Asmodea, Velvet, Alice, Erika, Sariel, Riel, Yumiko and Yuina, while Lumina hung from her webbing above their heads.
The candles flickered as he observed everyone with a faint smile.
Although it wasn't elegant, the war table was pretty, a rough black stone with various engravings and a crack in the corner.
This room was a fortress, not a court for weak nobles...
Velvet stood at his right, fully armoured for once—her belly flat, but his knowing gaze kept drifting there anyway. Levia sat across from them, legs crossed, her paladin robes undone at the throat, revealing a glimpse of her alluring pale mounds.
Yumiko took the other seat beside him, wearing a beast empire kimono and teasing Asmodeus using her tails. Vinea, who sat on the third seat, wore a black lace gown, silently sitting with arms folded.
