Mirror, Mirror by Candace Robinson

Author:Candace Robinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mirror Portal Fantasy, Seven Deadly Sins, Demons and Devils, Dark Fantasy Horror Short Story, Friends to Lovers
Publisher: Midnight Tide Publishing
Published: 2023-01-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Killian opened his eye, and his gaze settled on the demon king standing across from him. “Why are you watching me sleep?” He shoved himself away from the wall to a standing position. Not once had he slipped and allowed himself the comfort of curling up on the floor. Throughout the night, Killian had thought about the demon he had slain inside his glass coffin. The pain in Killian’s eye socket had faded to a dull throb that reminded him of what he had also done to himself.

“I am only waiting on you to wake,” Nuodėmė cooed, pushing a lock of silky white hair over his shoulder.

“I’m awake now.”

“Let us not waste time, then.” Nuodėmė motioned him forward. “Now, shall we?”

Killian peered into the mirror, finding Clove still asleep in her rocking chair, a patchwork blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Her hands clutched her stomach while she slept as if protecting their child.

The day before, they had talked to each other until they could no longer hold their eyes open. Clove hadn’t had any bloody spells and their chatting had felt like before, when they hadn’t had any worries in the world. It had been the perfect distraction from him remembering where he was.

Killian didn’t want to disturb his wife, so he pressed his hands to the glass and whispered, “I love you.”

“Love...” Nuodėmė drawled.

“What of it? Do demons not love?” Killian scowled as he stepped up beside the king at the door.

“Not usually.”

“Have you?” Killian asked, recalling the female who had pleasured the demon king in the throne room.

Nuodėmė smirked, then spun on his heels and the door slid open. Voices echoed from the throne room. Killian followed behind Nuodėmė, and this time the large space wasn’t empty. It was as it had been the first day, filled with demons chatting, groping one another, and bowls of fruit beside them.

“What do you want me to do now?” Killian asked, his gaze settling on a small, wrinkled demon, the size of his hand, painting on a large canvas. What do you want me to do that is worse than yesterday?

“Sit. Relax. Enjoy.”

Killian furrowed his brow. Enjoy what? Tearing out another eye?

Nuodėmė narrowed his gaze, then clucked his tongue. Killian heeded the warning and took a seat on an empty settee. He swallowed deeply as the demons around groaned and moaned, and he couldn’t help but feel like a voyeur. Someone sank down next to him—it was the female from the other day who had warned him about the grapes.

“You did not listen to me,” she said.

“No.” He paused. “It doesn’t matter—I did what he wanted.”

“If I were you, I would stop now.” She stared straight ahead as though she wasn’t talking to him. “Do it for your wife.”

“I am doing this for her,” he whispered.

“You will not like what is next.”

It didn’t matter what the next task was, either—he would do it. As he glanced over to tell her just that, his body froze.

The demon was peeling off her top, her breasts exposed, her nipples pebbling.

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