Your Hand

                                    

                                          
"Mind telling me what that was all about?" Alastor's ears were folded back, not enjoying the look on Charlie's face.
                          
He cleared his throat before speaking, "Charlie, my dear, I-"
                          
She lifted a hand, stopping him, "Just tell me."
                          
"I asked your mother for your hand."
                          
Before the now blushing Charlie could respond, a certain spider laughed and yelled from across the hall, "What is this, the 1800s?"
                          
Alastor rolled his eyes and looked back at Charlie expectantly, expecting her to still have that cute pout on her face, only to see him smiling.
                          
"You know my mother doesn't mind. Dad, however...." She hissed and looked away, "That's what you need to look out for."
                          
He approached her and took her hand, "The queen is handling him, dear." He whispered, kissing her knuckles, making her smile again. He stood up straight and grinned in return, only for it to twist mischievously.
                          
"You know, it's been a while" He let go of her hand and pulled her close, whispering, "And even now you look....appetizing"
                          
Charlie rolled her eyes playfully but shivered. He wasn't wrong, it was a long time since she had any stress relief.
                          
Pulling away for her Alastor wore a smug smile, but he didn't get far. 
                          
Charlie pulled him back to her by the collar, roughly kissing him.
                          
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"You're being irrational, Lu. She's old enough to decide what she wants to do" Lilith eyed the fuming king from the bed, moving her wine glass in a small circular motion, the liquid stirring.
                          
"But, Lilith sweetheart, THE RADIO DEMON?" As he shouted the windows cracked slightly. Lilith was unfazed.
                          
She sighed and set her glass down, getting up and appeared beside Lucifer, "I understand your concern dear. but haven't you noticed how he's changed for our daughter? He is going to be a father soon after all."
                          
Lucifer grumbled angrily, which she found cute. She rolled her eyes and picked him up, placing him on the bed as if he was a child, "Relax dear. Everything will work out in the end. Give him a chance, will you? Let him prove himself."
                          
"He has. And he wants our daughter so he can overthrow me. We know this."
                          
Lilith shook her head, "He would have done it by now, don't you think so?"
                          
Lucifer snapped his head towards his wife, "He still can. Now with a child on the way, and him requesting to marry Charlotte-"
                          
"Charlie," Lilith corrected.
                          
"...Yeah, sure. My point is, he has a guaranteed spot to the thrown."
                          
"Lilith chuckled and shook her head, "Luci, Charlie is the heir. The only way he could get to be king is if he kills Charlie."
                          
That didn't help Lucifer's argument, she decided, judging by the panicked look on his face.
                          
"What if he's using her for the child and the throne?" he gasped dramatically, "And then kills her?"
                          
"Now you're speaking plain nonsense. He wouldn't-" They were interrupted by a distant crash.
                          
Lucifer got up worriedly but Lilith simply smirked and stopped him, shaking her head. "Leave them be."
                          
"But Lil-"
                          
One look made him cower.
                          
When He sat back down she retrieved her drink again, lost in thought. The sooner they marry, if they do, the sooner they get to retire. but that could also put them in danger. Seviathan, when he was with Charlie, had the same motive; getting the crown, as he revealed after he proposed a month into their relationship. 
                          
Then there was Vaggie, who had no interest. It was a shame they were no longer together. She always found them adorable together.
                          
Alastor was a dangerous being. More powerful than some of the overlords. He was after the throne since he arrived in hell, raising suspicions, and his popularity. He killed without second thought,as he did with the Von Eldritch siblings-
                          
The more she thought about it, the more she tried to see the hood in him, the more she thought about the dangers. Maybe he was trying to take over. But he seemed so protective of Charlie. She aggressively sipped her wine. She needed to sleep it off. 
                          
She headed to the bed, downing the rest of the contents in the glass and sighed. They can solve everything in the morning.