Death by overwork? Check. 

Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. 

All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. 

But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me.

And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. 

What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts.

Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. 

Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. 

But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband..

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"...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls."

I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words.

The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too."


What?

Chapter 248: Disguises, Transformations, and Zayrion's Unrepentant Excitement


Brixton looked at each of them in turn.


Velira with her bunny. Thalira still holding it now, her light blue hair catching the mineral glow. Retheris with his fingers still against the stone. Zayrion with his glasses and his quiet, patient stillness.


It was small and immediate and entirely genuine, which on his face was somehow more dangerous than anything elaborate would have been.


Thalira smiled too. Then Retheris. Velira didn't smile so much as look satisfied.


"Since that's settled," he said, "it's time to get things in place."


He looked between them, adjusting his glasses once.


"Retheris and Thalira will go as their parents," he said. "Brixton will go as his father."


Brixton nodded. That made sense. They could not just walk into the place as they were, but if they went as their parents, they would get free entry.


Chapter 247 - Disguises, Transformations, and Zayrion's Unrepentant Excitement