Elsewhere in Hell...
Running your own domain in Hell is far better than being a servitor in one, especially for a succubus. Normally fairly low on the Hell totem pole, meat for anyone's having. Having defied Hell's conventions over and over Chantinelle was even lower in status than most until she engineered to take over Nergal's realm.
Unfortunately she owed some of that to Constantine, a fact which made her teeth grind together in irritation. Hell was run on favors owed to each other and between the coup and the little trick with the blood she was left in debt to the Constantine.
Fingernails sharp enough to shred the flesh from a damned souls back clicked impatiently on the arm of her throne as she considered this problem. She could not tell John she owed him or she'd end up in a terrible situation. The mystic was far too canny for his own good, a fact that alternately annoyed and made her lust to make him hers.
"Mistress..."
Red tinged eyes swing toward her servant, she had left orders not to be disturbed. That was unless...
"He has arrived in Hell?" At the servitors nod Chantinelle smiled and licked her sharp teeth in delight. He'd be repaid and she'd be out of debt, and maybe she could have a little fun along the way. Especially as it seemed Constantine was travelling in the company of her idiot descendant.
Oh, yes, this could be fun.
Unfortunately she owed some of that to Constantine, a fact which made her teeth grind together in irritation. Hell was run on favors owed to each other and between the coup and the little trick with the blood she was left in debt to the Constantine.
Fingernails sharp enough to shred the flesh from a damned souls back clicked impatiently on the arm of her throne as she considered this problem. She could not tell John she owed him or she'd end up in a terrible situation. The mystic was far too canny for his own good, a fact that alternately annoyed and made her lust to make him hers.
"Mistress..."
Red tinged eyes swing toward her servant, she had left orders not to be disturbed. That was unless...
"He has arrived in Hell?" At the servitors nod Chantinelle smiled and licked her sharp teeth in delight. He'd be repaid and she'd be out of debt, and maybe she could have a little fun along the way. Especially as it seemed Constantine was travelling in the company of her idiot descendant.
Oh, yes, this could be fun.