His face was angelic as his eyes closed in peaceful slumber, he made no sounds or any slight movement as he laid there still like the dead. The fallen angel gazed down at her lover, uneased about her feelings for him, her Dark Prince. A dagger planted in his chest where she had placed it herself after finally getting him to lower his guard for her.
She caressed his face, leaning down, “Lucifer, my Morningstar, you need to rest…” She whispered before planting a long pitiful kiss on his lips with her eyes closed, a single fell down my cheek. “I will always love you,” she whispered as leaned back, away from him.
Glancing over her shoulders, seeing there was no one in the room, she slides her hand down to the dagger’s golden handle. Hesitantly she wrapped her hand around the handle, took a
