Candlelight flickering with the blue luminescent flare as the servants together with our depress girl was walking in a fast pace, however, due to her weakened state of not having a proper meal is making her movement the slowest one among them. Unable to bear the imaginary execution they were about to have, one of them which the same person who carried and bathed her, swooped her easily and ushered all the other servants to sprint for their lives.

Depress girl : Ah, this is what princess style carried away look like. My legs felt numb.

As she was carried in bridal style, she questioning herself by looking at the light and structure of corridor, finding all of them were color black as obsidian, from the open space of the window, the million of stars could be seen on the night sky that soon will be cover with misty but heavy cloud. It probably indicates that it was about to get raining later, plus thunderstorm if they were lucky enough to have that kind weather. 

The sudden smell of delicious meal sneaking into her nose that she stop thinking to find herself was put down on the floor gently, she had no complaint with this kind of demeanor unlike previously. Although she was confused as hell by her current situation, it seems this skull guy had something to do with me, and they keep repeating the same word. 'The Precious One',  ' Precious One' , 'you are now my Precious One'.

She turns back to see the remaining servants including the scaly woman servant, standing behind neatly in a line. The door before her is quite bigger than any rich people door she ever sees, what's the point though.

"I suppose I should knock first?" She stares and brings her knuckle to knock the door, but no one answer till a manly voice called out beside the closed one.

"Come in."

Receive the permission to enter, she tried to push but to no avail, it won't budge. The depress girl turn into more frustrated and tired to entertain this door, she turns back to see none of the servants came to assist her to the open door. She knew she was nothing to them, heck, probably even lower than their egomaniac attitude. But only look at this petite powerless girl try to open the fucking huge door are quite cruel don't you think? Seeing none of them willing to lend a hand, she shall use her foot instead. 

"Hey...." She said in a monotone. "You guys don't mind if I kick this door open right?"

Her words sent alarming state to all of them and end up making them frantically push her to another side and open the door in one second elegantly before the demon lord saw a peculiar scene.  He looks at them suspiciously as he could hear a number of annoying frantic servants heartbeat. But his focus blew away entirely as he gazes caught by a petite figure in medieval black as night dress that looks floof on her, he almost thought he seeing the same porcelain doll from the field of roses. Her cheeks blush lightly, probably due to coldness in the air or the way he stares deeply on her.

The coldness soon caught her as she abruptly sneezes while automatically turn back to accidentally bump into the wall. She curses quietly and hit the wall lightly as her small revenge. While on the other side, where the lord was sitting on his main dining table chair, chuckling eerily to see a funny scene that he already figure out

"Why are you hitting the wall?"

" ...It hit me first."

"The wall of my castle done nothing."

"It's the wall fault for having there, I thought..." She soon stops speak as she saw the Lord Demon smug, realizing he was tried to tease her wit, she puffed in gloomy and looks on her feet. 

"Sit if you have nothing to said,"  He commands. " Both of us surely have many things to ask, especially by me. But before that, have a meal."

The servants line up while pushing the carts with the foods and arrange it neatly on the table, the depressed girl was lead by a servant to seat the seat which it was farthest from the demon lord himself. Although she did not say anything in a matter of reaching food or Demon Lord himself, however, the opposite party were not quite pleased with the distance between them.

He released the chill to the servant next to her, it brings sweatdrop after receiving the displeasure of the situation and immediately pick her up by the chair and instantly put her next to demon lord himself.

Are all people here is strong or maybe I just lacking weight? She quietly thought of it after finding herself to be less than a meter closer to him. Or maybe we can say, just next to him.

The eyes of crimson that staring right through her disturbing her appetite although the dinner in front of her was laid out rather deliciously. Ignore the creepiness, she finds herself the fork and butter knife but somehow distract by the design on both of the cutlery. It has a royal touch as she can see the lining of gold crossing together with silver one and making the shape of roses.

The Lord already has the first bite of his meal and find the little girl next to him did not start yet, she was fascinated by unimportant stuff, the better watches her closer in case she was going to kill herself again. She turned to him and find her soulless eyes filled with a spark of interest that he feel a squeeze in his heart.

Huh?  He abruptly twitches his fingers that hold the spoon,  nearly fall into his bowl of creamy soup. The heck?

The strange same sensation comes over him again, and he thought he was scared of her since he flinched at the same times. Me? The demon Lord flinches before a puny human!?

" You, what's do you have in your mind right now? " he asked in demand tone, confirming he was not just paranoid or anything in the case.

She stares him quite a while and then she smiles with a fork on her lips. Although his face was cover in a skull mask, however, his inside just imaginary blew away like a tornado. He did not want to admit and just grit his teeth to stay stoic in front of her.

" It's beautiful... " he inhaled sharply.  "both of these (fork and butter knife) I mean and the night sky. "

"..."

"Such a lovely night to die," she said calmly but then sweatdrop as she finds demon Lord fell silent, his crimson eyes sharp like a pinprick to her.

Depress girl: Hmm?  Did I give a wrong answer? 

She tilts her head in a puzzled manner and waits for him to say something but the lord only pick something from the plate a few away from him. Tearing the golden but glistening chicken drumstick, he immediately shoves her mouth with it and wipes his hand on the napkin. She was dumbstruck for a while and then hold the drumstick to take a bite.

It brings color to her cheeks as she secretly agonizing at the scrumptious and tastiness, she almost wants to squeal in happiness if not were him by her side.

"No one dies in this Lord property tonight. "

The servants: *Extremely relieve* We survive the night!!!

The depressed girl eat it with both of her hand as the size of drumstick meat was nearly half of her face. Enjoying as her suicide thought to disappear along with the meal.

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After finished the dinner, the plate was clear away only the candlelight staying with them. Ours depress girl for the first time ever, feeling pure bliss of being alive instead of death. Darius can see she was in a good state and relieved he did not have to mind her suicide plan again.

"Now.. I supposed we can start, answer this. "

Sound like a pop quiz, she secretly thought as she sits upright.

"How did you enter my rose garden?" he stated seriously, that was the most thing he wanted to know.

"I don't know," she said with shaking her head slowly. "I supposed to die on my own bed that day. I was finally able to end my life after this all... "

Darius picks something from his pocket and open the wrapper to pop it into her mouth. He did not want to deal with her emotional state and decide to tame her with the food. After taste the hint of mint, she calmed and chew peacefully.

"So yourself did not know. " he put his fingers in his chin like some sort of detective, she secretly thought an anime. Man, are we in mystery mode right now?

Indeed her appearance was no coincidence, there must be a reason for her to be here. It's not like everyday people can meet such a legendary The Precious One. The glowing roses appeared by crawling along with ceiling and drop down to surround her. The depressed girl only sigh in helplessness by their presence. She did not mind this calm smell though, she let them enveloping herself as long the thorns don't harm her.

Darius just looks the view and flashback his memories again with his mother.

Both of them were reading a picture book with a page has pictures of beautiful plants glowing behind a person trail. The child with a small pair of black horns, eyes eagerly look down with awestruck gaze, dreaming meeting this mythical being. But demons are not loved in this world. Everything beautiful often snatches away by humans greedy hands, so he doesn't put his hope on that dream.

And here now, sitting next to the being and bask under the gentle light of the glowing roses.  He never dreams of it to become truth. He closed his eyes to denied his small happiness that shared with his deceased beloved mother.

"But this is not my world though... "

It snaps Darius back to reality as he heard something disturbing.

With his fearful stature and commanding aura, she was forced to explain it in all night.

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To sleepy.....