"Shall we go, my dear Lady?" Asmodeus asked, taking Erika's hand.
Erika blinked several times as a slow grin spread across her face.
"Oho? What's this?" She placed a hand dramatically against her chest. "The terrifying Demon Emperor is flirting with me in public now?"
"You seemed to enjoy pretending to be an ordinary noblewoman."
"Mmm, true."
Her fingers slid comfortably between his as she stood from the booth in one smooth motion. Even in heels, she still needed to tilt her head slightly to meet his eyes properly. But she stretched herself to whisper in his ear. "It's been too long, baby."
"Haha."
The surrounding tavern patrons immediately pretended not to notice the change, some of them almost certain of his identity now.
But they do so poorly.
"Asmodeus," Erika said quietly, amusement softening around the edges. "You know if people realise who you are, this place is gonna lose its mind, right?"
"No way, I'm just a figurehead."
