Adonis stopped walking. He kept his sword pointed at her chest. "Excuse me?"
"I admit defeat," Sirius repeated in a voice of pure adoration.
She placed both of her hands on the cold stone floor and bowed her head submissively.
"I surrender my territory, my fortress, and my soul to you, Emperor Adonis Kingsbane."
Adonis raised an eyebrow. "Just like that? The Imps told me you were a tyrant who commanded a million spirits. But you give up after three minutes of fighting?"
Sirius looked up with a heavy blush covering her face.
"Well, to be fair, I only built this empire because I was bored. The underworld is incredibly dull. The other Demon Kings are ugly, rotting brutes who only care about eating souls and screaming at rocks. But you... you are magnificent."
She crawled a little closer, looking at his boots.
