Asael and Dulce sat in the flower fields until the sun set and Ruoxi had to come get them.
"Such greed," He accused as he sauntered over. "I was abandoned for the entire day," He complained to Dulce.
The Vampire rose to his feet, the items around them that had been used for roasting wild fowls long cleared up by servants. "You can come along next time." He invited generously, offering a hand to Asael.
Asael shot Ruoxi a dark look, taking the slender hand offered to him to pull Dulce down on him. "No, he can't." He denied ruthlessly.
Ruoxi wore a smile on his face, unfazed. "It's time for dinner. Kath'tan can have the leftovers." He tagged on, knowing that Dulce would want to wait for the Fiend's return.
Dulce was straddling Asael, indulging the Demon who still held his hand. "I doubt Kath'tan would return tonight," He said calmly despite his ambiguous position, looking over a shoulder at Ruoxi. "We should head in for dinner." He said, attempting to rise to his feet.
