Hera look out the window to see Sarglan standing there in front of the house, looking up at the sky. She saw a Elven woman walking up behind him. She had a knife in her hands!

"Oh no." Hera said before she started running."

"What wrong?" Furiosa asked of her.

"Furiosa i be right back, alright?" Hera told her as Furiosa rolled her eyes and followed Hera.

"It that Elven assassin again, right?" Furiosa asked of Hera as they charge toward the door.

"What happening?" Velven asked urgently, wondering where Devilla went.

"The bitch is back." Furiosa summed it up nicely as Hera opened the door and went out.

"Listen! It not his fault!" Hera said on instinct as the elven woman was about to stab the foolish troll for setting her up.

Both Sarglan and The assassin turned around to the hybrid in question as she slowly walked towards them, her best friend not too far behind.

"Oh really? Ok i gotta hear this bullshit." The assassin said as she kept her ice-enchanted dagger close by.

Hera let out a breath of relief, she had brought them some time and she needed to think quick on her feet.

"I think this whole thing have been a big misunderstanding." Hera said, Furiosa wondered where she was going with this.

"Sarglan have only been living here for three months. Sarglan and Velven's relationship was getting a little stale, i think he wanted to surprise his wife and with him being realativey new to this area, he didn't know about assassins disguising themselves as prostitutes in order to trick the local authority." Hera explained. Velven overheard this from the doorway and thought to herself. Of course, she knew that the most of the prostitutes there were secretly assassins working for the Boss and Swano, perks of having to work for them at a very bad time in her life where she needed the money. And having the Goddesses of Love outlaw criminalization of Prostitution would lead to a higher crime output. She also remember bringing the idea of a threesome to the table.

"Sarglan wouldn't know, would he?" Velven thought to herself, it not like her Sarglan was an extrovert by any means. He wasn't aware of the shadier parts of her past because she purposely left them out.

"And Sarglan usually stayed away from areas controlled by the Boss." Velven continued to think.

"What the hell does that have to do with the fact that he trying to back out of the deal?" Kelias asked, very confused.

"BECAUSE. I. DIDN'T. KNOW. THAT. YOU. WERE. AN. ASSASSIN!" Sarglan yelled slowly, hoping the elf would get it.

"I WASN'T EVEN TRYING TO BE SUBTLE WITH MY TRUE INTENTIONS!" Kelias yelled back, not appreciating getting yelled at.

"You said I’m going to take care of everything, don't you worry. Those were your exact words!"

"And you didn't get-wow how did you get married?" Kelias had to asked, clearly frustrated.

"Because i love him!" Velven yelled from the doorway.

There was silence in the air.

"In Sarglan's defense, he is very new here?" Hera weakly said, now realizing that peace probably isn't an option anymore.

The assassin made her move, Hera placed her hand out.

"Niartser!" Hera yelled as the assassin threw out six daggers, the assassin couldn't move anymore but it didn't matter, Furiosa tackled Hera to the ground as the knives made their way to Velven who was paralyzed with fear. Hera could only watch in horror.

Sarglan blocked the daggers intended for Velven.

"Honeypie!" Velven screamed as Sarglan stood in front of her. Ice encasing him slowly but surely.

"Velven I love you. I'm...sorry for everything. i...wish i...could have..been a better husband to you." He told her weakly as the ice began to encase him.

Hera got from underneath Furiosa and saw Sarglan slowly being encased in ice. She gasped in absoulote despair, Furiosa saw this as well and rushed over to the couple. Hera followed along as well, all the while keeping her eyes on Kelias to make sure she doesn't make another move. The technique known as Niartser only restrict someone movements for a good three minutes, indefinitely if you're a master of Arcadia and have a lot of stamina.

"Velven get away from Sarglan, I’m going to save him." Furiosa told her seriously, Velven could only stand back, tears falling down her face. How did it get to this point? Whose fault it was didn't seem to matter anymore as she watched Furiosa yanked out the knives, which slowed the freezing process bit by bit. The succubus's eyes glowed a bright purple as she placed her palms on Sarglan's chest.

The ice began to melt slowly, Sarglan found that it was now easier to move his fingers, just a little. For those who never been hit with the Arcadia technique Agenevit Cei, it allows the user to coat their weapon in ice and whatever that weapon hit or impale will slowly turn to ice themselves.

What Furiosa doing was nothing new.

"Had to warm myself up plenty of times during those hard months before getting accepting into that shitty academy. It should work for him too." Furiosa told Hera and Velven. The ice melted away and Sarglan collapses right into Velven's tender arms. Kelias felt herself getting release from the spell and continue her way to the troubled couple.

Velven drags Sarglan to the living room floor. Kelias's eyes landed upon Velven as she hugged her husband. That succubus that gave her a hard time yesterday immediately rushed in front of the failing couple. But she wasn't alone as that same blonde-hair girl that look out of her element came to the succubus defense, both of them standing together.

"It actually kind of cute." Kelias thought as she readied her daggers.

"Is this your girlfriend?" Kelias teased, getting into a combat position.

"Hopefully future wife one day!" Furiosa boasted cockily as she cracked her knuckles. Hera blushed at this.

"Furiosa! Now not the time to be joking around!" Hera admonished, a flash of imagery of them settling down and having a house with kids filled her mind and made her heart beat faster.

"Who said i was joking?" The succubus seriously asked of Hera whose face was turning redder by the second. So adorable.

"Honestly you two remind me of my wife and i." Kelias said affectionately.

The three of them stood there, the duo and the assassin sizing each-other up.

"Oh? We're fighting? Seems kind of foolhardy considering you have a wife that is anxiously waiting for you back home." Devilla said calmly behind Kelias.

Kelias turned her blade towards Devilla who was just amused at her actions. The air felt heavy to Kelias as the scent of Vanilla and Roses filled her nostrils and overloaded her senses. She thought back to her Silva and how she brought up her own concerns over Kelias's profession after the semi-botched mission that happened at HoneyDogs.

"We're lucky that Demi-God didn't kill you. Please just try to take it easy and maybe not fight any Gods?" Silva meekly pleaded to the assassin while they were cuddling. Kelias hugged her and ran her fingers through her curly hair.

"Alright. I promise i won't take any risks." Kelias murmured into Silva's ear.

The assassin simply sheathed her weapon.

"I'm not stupid, i know what a Goddess of Love is capable of." Kelias told the group as she got down on her knees.

Devilla outright laughed at this.

"Stand up, stand up. Hera, can you be a dear and set the table and chairs in the kitchen? I think it time we all have a lunch break." Devilla sweetly asked of her cute assistant.

Everybody just stared at her, wondering if she was serious for a moment, before Hera hugged Furiosa quickly and ran off to the kitchen. Hera knew better than to question Devilla at this point, Furiosa knowing that this elven assassin isn't stupid enough to try something when a Goddess is in the same house as her decided to help Hera in the kitchen.

Kelias did what she was told.

"Ugh...ow..." Sarglan muttered as Velven placed his head in her lap. He felt the ice melt away, his body temperature returning to normal.

"Shh it ok Sarglan, you don't have to speak. Just rest for now." Velven soothe gently as she glared at Kelias.

"I have some explaining to do, my precious winged gift." Sarglan said as he lifted his rough hand and caressed her cheek. The Harpy gasped, he hadn't called her that in ages. Devilla's heart was about to burst with joy.

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"Now, while i may not be as skilled as my friend Garwik. I can assure you i know my way around a dish." Devilla said confidently as she cut the carrots with precision the likes of which Hera never seen before. Hera was in charge of seasoning the meat and tenderizing it. Devilla was now wearing a fluffy pink apron.

Velven held a heated pack to Sarglan's head as he held her hand and explain everything. Furiosa stood by the entryway, keeping her eye on Kelias who sat on the couch.

"Relax, I’m not going to attack you guys." Kelias assured, she understood why this succubus would be a little hesitant considering she just attacked Sarglan. Oh, and she did try to kill her and that harpy yesterday. But hey, a job a job after all.

Velven was laughing at what Sarglan was telling her.

"So let me get this straight! Because of something i said off-handed about a month or two ago, you decided to buy a prostitute only for that prostitute to be a assassin because you didn't know that the Crimson District is actually a font for assassins?" She asked in disbelief.

Sarglan hanged his head out of shame. Kelias chuckled but stopped when she saw Furiosa shot her a dirty look.

"Yeah I’m a moron." He said sadly. Devilla and Kellias agreed with that sentiment.

Velven lifted his head and got in his lap. She passionately kisses him. She broke the kiss and gently smiled at him.

"No, you truly do care about me. I wish you would've told me but i can see that you were trying to surprise me." Velven said, before getting surprised by Sarglan kissing her back.

He missed this, he had to make it up to her somehow. But considering how well that turn out last time he tried to do that...

"How do i make it up to you?" Sarglan asked gently.

"You just have to be you, and from now on, we just talk through our problems instead of not talking about our problems like morons." Velven uttered as she kissed him again.

Sarglan nodded, he felt like the luckiest troll in the world. He will do everything in his power to make her happy.

"And i'm sorry for trying to push you to do things that you were uncomfortable with. Open relationship? We should focus and work on our relationship before we think about attempting something so risky. I want you to know that i would never cheat on you. I would rather die than be with someone else." Velven apologized as she was hugged by the Troll.

"I know my winged angel. I'm so thankful to have you in my life." Sarlgan told her softly in her ear.

“And…”Sarglan started.

“What is it?” Velven asked of her love.

“I want to excite you again, from now on, let spend more time together doing crazy things. Life too short after all. I saved up enough vacation days at work so we can go whenever you want.” Sarglan told her as Velven felt her heart burst for joy at this idea.

Devilla smiled as she cooks the ham, singing a little tune to herself. Hera watched the couple engaged in lip lock. Her mind wanders to what Furiosa said about Hera being her future wife someday. It been a year since they see each other, and while Furiosa seem fine it was herself that had a parasite made of pure guilt gnawing it way inside her. She should've done more to stay in touch with the person who helped her the most. The one that gave her the courage to stand up for herself.

It was time she amended this.

"Furiosa?"

"Hmm?" Furiosa hummed.

"Would...you like to go to Sunset OverEasy with me this Thursday?" Hera asked, nervous.

Furiosa lost her composure for only a second before putting on a sly grin.

"On a date? Yes!" She agreed happily.

Hera's face turns a nice shade of pink as Devilla simply added the carrots to the pan.

"G-good!" Hera responded, a surprised smile on her face.

"I really do love it when everything falls in place." Devilla whispered in Hera's ear. Hera was startled, had Devilla planned this from the start?! This scared the young woman but she couldn't help but feel grateful.

Furiosa was elated, but that feeling soon died as that disgusting urge came crawling back out of it hole. The feeling of devouring that sweet angel soul. Watching the light fade away from her eyes. When Hera told her she was dropping out of that shitty academy, she couldn't help but feel conflicting emotions that warred inside her mind and heart. As she couldn't trust herself to hold back this desire for any longer, she was relieved that Hera was getting away from her. She was a succubus, after all. It was in their nature. She knows that Hera knew about this as well, there had been times where she almost lost control entirely but Hera always managed to bring her out of her lust-filled haze.

"I'm really disgusting, aren't i?" Furiosa thought to herself, solemnly watching Hera season the meat.

She was so wrapped up in her insecurities, she almost let Kelias walk right by her before she came to her senses and yanked her by the collar of her jacket.

"Relax, i just need to talk to Devilla." Kelias explained calmly.

"It alright, she in no position to do anything." Devilla affirmed as Hera turn off the stove.

Furiosa looks to Hera who nodded in her direction and let go of the assassin.

Kelias made her way to the table. She coughed, interrupting Sarglan and Velven makeout session.

"I'm sorry about attacking you two, this has been a big misunderstanding." She apologized, doing a bow.

Velven was floored by the way she was acting. Sarglan smiled awkardly.

"It alright, i should be the one apologizing. I didn't know why i thought a threesome would fix anything, and i should have really talk to my Velven beforehand. You will still be payed, rest assured. I'm a Troll of my word and when a Troll gives his word, he will do his upmost to keep it." Sarglan told her seriously. Kelias nodded and was about to leave out. But thought of something.

"Devilla, Goddess of Love. If i may be so bold as to ask for your advice?" Kelias asked. Devilla dramatically turned around, a big grin on her face.

"Yes sweetie?" She asked of her.

"It about my wife. Well more so the safety of her." Kelias slowly got down on the ground and bow, her head touching the ground. Everyone was surprised at this, well except Devilla as she got down on one knee. Kelias was well aware she was a disgrace to ElvenKind at this point but she didn't care, nothing mattered more to her than her precious chubby Silva. Her mind trails back to the day after the Boss's defeat at the hands of that Demi-God.

It was just her, standing before Swano who sat in a artisan crafted orinate chair that towered over the elf with a wine glass holder. The Orc singer stared down at Kelias who knelt down.

"You complete and utter waste of a assassin." Swano insulted her, Kelias didn't respond.

"Because of you and Big Ray somehow getting destroyed by that cuck's emotional support toys, my precious Lafarius slumbers in Xanan." Swano recapped as Kelias didn't argue this. Because it was the pure truth.

"Do you know what it like? Hm? To see the one you love most of all decimated and bleeding before your very own eyes?" She asked of the elven assassin. Kelias shooked her head.

"Would you like to experience it?" Swano asked her suddenly , her tone now disturbly upbeat.

Kelias look up with pure fury in her eyes before she closed them and gritted her teeth.

"Thought so." Swano answered like Kelias answered her question.

"However, you did manage to get that cocky bastard Demi-God's blood, so i suppose i skip on the punishment. We all make mistakes after all." Swano said, her tone became one of a mother soothing her child. Kelias felt her hairs stand up on end, a sweat broke across her back.

"Now you have another task i heard. Killing some harpee that doesn't know how to treat her man. Do not fail us, or else...well it be such a shame to lose Silva's Crawberry Pie." She said so innocently.

Kelias bit her lip so hard it bled. A thin line of blood dribbled down her chin.

"Ooh do you someone to heal that lip for you?" Swano mocked asked, her eyes wide and full of fake concern.

"I already failed in capturing your fellow God Zylon. I'm sure you know about that. " Kelias said as Devilla placed a finger on her chin in mock thought.

"Hmmm, something about stealing his blood and a big brawl happening in the stadium runned by that masked fellow? Doesn't ring a bell!" Devilla exclaimed, a big grin on her face.

"Now my precious Silva in danger. Please. I beg of-" Kelias tried to beg again.

Devilla placed her hand on top of Kelias's head. The entire mood in the kitchen shifted from one of joy and relative tension to a eerie calm.

"Don't fret my little lovebird, i promise you that your wife won't be harmed." The Goddess of Love told her seriously. Kelias could only nod, that was the best she could hope for.

"Thank you Devilla, the sexy Goddess of Love." Kelias praised her.

"Oh sweetie just Devilla is fine." Devilla told Kelias as she affectionally rubs her hand through her hair. Kelias would've felt more comfort had Devilla not yanked her head back and whispered softly in her ear.

"But you have to do something for me. As you know Zylon is a good friend of mine and i would hate for his blood to be used for less than lovely reasons. Tell me what you know." Devilla purred, Kellias could feel the Goddess's well-manicured nails dig into her rib enough to draw blood.

"I don't know what the purpose of his blood for, all i know is that the Boss answer to someone higher than himself and he was commissioned to get Zylon's blood. That all i know...please...." Kelias told Devilla desperately.

Kelias gasped and look around, Devilla was serving dinner as Hera and Furiosa joined the table.

"Aren't you going to join us honey?" Devilla asked innocently of Kellias who just silently nodded and joined the table. She kept her mouth shut.

She could still feel Devilla's nails dig into her flesh.

Hera and Furiosa both left the house as Sarglan and Velven made love on the floor as Kelias quickly made her exit out the backdoor. Hera look at Furiosa who had a grin on her face.

"It was nice hanging out with you again, it brought me back to the old times back at EizenGarte." Hera told her, a smile made its way onto her face. She was glad she got to reconnect with her.

"Yeah, it was nice seeing your delectable ass again!" Furiosa told her as she gave her a wink. Hera blushed and softly hit Furiosa shoulder causing the succubus to laugh.

"I see somethings still haven't change." Hera noted a little annoyed, her face still red.

"And you love it." Furiosa said dramatically as she wrapped her arm around Hera's back.

"Well maybe just a little." Hera said honestly. Ever since she dropped out of the hellish academy her mental health improved but she couldn't help but feel that something was off.

Hera coughed and adjusted her posture.

"Furiosa, i wanted to apologize for not keeping in contact with you in the past year." Hera told her, her voice full of regret. Furiosa outright laughed at her.

"Don't sweat it my guardian angel. I mean yeah i did miss you but it was on me to find myself and figure things out. You have nothing to apologize for." Furiosa said seriously to a now surprised Hera.

"Still, it was because of you i was able to gain self-confidence and well...you made me feel comfortable with myself. You have inspired me to stand up for myself more." Hera said honestly. Furiosa widen her eyes at this. Her?! Inspiring Hera?! What kind of crazy ass world is this?

The Succubus decided to be honest as well, Hera deserved to know this.

"And... because of you well-" Furiosa didn't know if she should continue the sentence she was about to say.

"What is it?" Hera asked concerned, she held onto Furiosa's hand with her own, The succubus almost melted as she forgot how soft her hands were and how lucky she was to know this hybrid cutie, how lucky she was to be her friend.

"I learned to stop hating myself so much." Furiosa told her, her eyes slightly glistening. Her past self would've laugh at how sappy her future self was being. Hera nodded, tearing up. A smile made it way to the hybrid's face.

Furiosa hugged her again, she buried her face in the crook of Hera's neck causing the half-angel, half-demon girl's heart to beat rapidly.

"Thank you Hera, for always believing in me." She told her truthfully, she decided to leave Hera with something to remember her by at least until their date.

Hera yelped in surprise as Furiosa softly bit her neck. Furiosa softly suckled on the smooth skin of her guardian angel, making a high-pitched moan escape from Hera's lips. Hera stumbled back and Furiosa caught her against the wall of the house to keep her from falling, constantly nibbling on her neck. After about ten seconds she let go of her best friend in the whole wide realm. She admired her handiwork as she gazed upon the visible red mark on Hera's neck.

"...fuck..." Furiosa breathed out.

Hera held her neck in shock as Furiosa stared at her for a minute, a Cheshire grin on the succubus's face as she looks at Hera's flustered state. Dark purple wings that was made of energy formed in her back, she rose in the air. Hera found it enchanting, just as on the night that Furiosa first showed her wings to her.

"Just a little something to look forward to on our date." Furiosa said as she flew off.

Devilla saw the whole thing. She was just standing there, observing the whole situation with a blank stare.

"Best friends, huh?" Devilla deadpanned, teasing the assistant.

Hera didn't know what to say to that. So, she wisely stays silent.

"She is my best friend, that much i know. But can we really be something more?" Hera thought to herself, anxious and a little excited for the future.