The demons were pushed down so they kneeled in front of Lucifer, facing the audience. Their faces were drawn with lines of tension and their hands were bound behind their backs, but otherwise they appeared uninjured. I could barely look into their eyes. Pure fear glimmered there as shadows began to snake round them. Like even the darkness was toying with them.
Lucifer began to pace slowly behind the traitors as he spoke. “These four—an imp, a dragon, a gargoyle, and a shifter—were all caught in plots against me. Tonight they will be punished.”
I expected the audience to react in some way, but it seemed like everyone in the crowd was holding their breath, too terrified to move. Me included.
“I have been Demon King for thousands of years.” Lucifer’s voice boomed around the ballroom, echoi
