She Belongs To The Devil

"My precious carpet!"

The whole room was filled with a visible golden aura, the room looked as though its air was filled with shining golden specks of dust. And the source of that aura was hovering in the air in the middle of that room.

He was the Deity of Wyverndale.

He had thick golden hair that floated down till his waist. That soft and shiny hair looked as though they were made out of the first rays of the morning sun. His eyes looked as if they were a pair of shining blue stars. And his straight and narrow nose sat well above his enchanting lips.

He was wearing a silver surcoat that flowed down from his shoulder to his ankles like a waterfall. Outside that, he wore a red robe made out of silk that was softly floating in the air. That robe had excellent embroidery done on it with golden threads. And it had very intricate designs of different kinds of dragons on the back.

In front of his robe, the Royal robe of King Dragomir looked like a very cheap copy.

The Deity looked like he was in his mid-twenties in terms of human appearance. And he looked so handsome that there was a high possibility that angels would willingly fall from Heaven if they could be with him.

He softly landed on the carpet that was spread across the floor of that room and exclaimed again, "Ugh! Disgusting. She ruined my precious carpet! How feeble-minded is she? Is she even a daughter of Dragomir? Tsk!"

He angrily clapped his hands twice. A Wyvern appeared in front of him and bowed to him. That Wyvern looked like it was still a baby but it was larger than a grown giraffe. It was covered with thick scales and was ash-grey in color. It had two hind legs which looked thicker than that of an elephant and its wings worked as its front legs while it walked.

The Deity angrily ordered to that Wyvern, "Dump this little sh*t back in the Palace. She stained my treasured carpet that Athena had gifted me eleven millennials ago!" 

The Wyvern instantly picked up Claudia with its legs and carried her away from there.

After that Wyvern vanished with Claudia, he stepped a little closer to the wet area and wrinkled his nose in disgust. And he looked as if he would cry any moment now.

The carpet looked like a bright night sky that had designs of the moon and the stars on it. And everything looked alive and moving. The area which was wet had none of the stars because they ran away from that spot. They were pleadingly looking at the Deity as if to ask him to clean them.

The Deity pouted his lips and crouched down. And he whispered to the stars, "I am so sorry! Dragomir was asking me not to include that brat in the test. He was warning me that she was not in the right state of her mind. But I had to act as if I was impartial and even insisted by saying that I would take special care of her! I am so sorry that you had to pay the price, pretty stars. I will ask the maids to clean you right away."

He clapped his hands again and shouted, "Lara, Tara, come here."

And soon after, two of the maids entered the room. Even his maids were a sight to behold. Lara was a half Wyrm, meaning one of her parents was a wingless and legless dragon. The upper half of her body looked like that of a gorgeous woman while the lower half of her body was more serpentine. She had a tail instead of legs.

On the other hand, Tara was half Dragon. She had a full body of a human but in addition to that, she also had a pair of dragon wings and a tail. And her cheeks, neck, and arms were covered with silver dragon scales.

Lara and Tara bowed to the Deity. And he pointed at the wet carpet and ordered them, "Clean that carpet thoroughly. My stars are already upset that someone wet on them and seeing them upset, I am upset as well."

"As you wish, Master," The maids bowed to the Deity and instantly left the room to bring the necessary cleaning items.

The Deity clapped his hands and merrily talked with himself, "Okay, how is the test going so far? Let's check on the children of Dragomir." He went and sat on a chair that was lying in one corner of that room and then closed his eyes. And he whispered to himself, "Hmm… half of them have passed the first level and half of them have failed already."

And out of the blue, he lifted himself in the air again and spun around as if he was a little kid. "Ahhhhhhhhh! Why did that spoiled brat have to give birth to so many children? I am tired already! I want to go back to my sleep already. I am so bored…"

He kept on hovering in the air and grumpily folded his arms. And he began to complain again, "I had to go through all of their minds and find out their deepest and darkest secrets. That alone drained me already. Now I have to go through three more tests! Ugh!"

The Deity widened his eyes and his face beamed in delight as if a great idea came to him. He snapped his fingers and said, "Yes! That's it! I will ban the future ruler from giving birth to more than one heir. That way I don't even have to test those little brats."

But he pouted his lips and thought, "Maybe that is a bad idea though. What if that child turns out to be an evil human? Hmm…" he thought for a while and concluded, "Maybe I shall allow the next ruler to just have two heirs. A lot of my time will be saved."

One of his disciples flew inside the room and bowed to him, "Master, the Princes and Princesses have already been waiting for about 30 seconds. We cannot delay the test any longer because they will start to get confused and disoriented."

The Deity gave a side-eyed look to that disciple and spoke in a complaining tone, "Alright! Alright! I will go now."

He then put on his serious face and vanished from that room.

That disciple let out a sigh of relief. He was thankful that the Deity didn't say that he was bored and went to sleep instead. That was what he would do most of the time.

It took Dragomir two days just to make the Deity memorize the names of all of his children because he wouldn't listen to Dragomir. He would either steer the conversation elsewhere or would go to sleep. However, even though he had memorized the names and faces of the Princes and Princesses taking two days, he ended up forgetting their names anyway.

When that disciple got up and turned around, he almost bumped into the Deity who was standing right behind him. Startled, he bowed to the Deity, "I am sorry, master. I didn't see you there." And he frowned his brows a little and asked, "Why are you still here, master? I thought you already went to the test area."

The Deity grinned while running his fingers through his golden hair and said, "I came to see if Lara and Tara were here or not. Aren't they taking too much time just to bring the cleaning tools?" He looked at the carpet and pouted, "My pretty stars might have already fainted due to the stench."

The disciple tried his best not to lose his cool and slowly spoke, "Master, I will ask them again. You should focus on the test."

The Deity grinned again and said, "I'll go right away. You make sure that the carpet is clean." And he flew away.

The disciple shook his head and whispered, "I think he thinks about his carpet more than he thinks about the future of Wyverndale."

And the Deity's voice echoed in his ears, "I heard youuuuuu…"