"You look ravishingly beautiful goddess"
Aliadam had been admiring Moist since the moment he entered her castle. She sat majestically on her throne, looking directly at him while he kept showering her with praises.
"Forgive me for the spiritual white rose that has been sprouting every morning on your window, having a sight of you this close to me, I now see that the rose is actually nothing compared to your beauty as I once believed it was" he tried very hard to choose his words perfectly in order not to offend her.
"Of a truth, nothing in the whole of this world can be compared to the radiation of your beauty" he smiled sweetly at her but Moist did not bulge at all, he basically called on her high priest, Zebedee.
He appeared in her throne room immediately with a bow.
"Goddess" he breathed, awaiting to take orders immediately.
"Escort master Drucius out of my throne room, I would like to have a word with the spirit lord in private" she said, finally giving up a smile but it did not look genuine, it actually had this mischievous tint on it, but Aliadam could not care less. She smiled at him and that was all that matters.
"This way" Zebedee ushered Drucius out of the throne room but he decided to object.
"My apologies goddess but I can not allow the spirit lord leave my sight" he spoke sternly.
"If you refuse to leave, then I guess the spirit lord has no interests in what I have to say to him in private" she stressed the word private, giving the spirit lord a seductive look and very much hinting rated 18 affairs which made Aliadam's stomach play with butterflies immediately.
"So what do say spirit lord?" She finally asked, bitting her lips after she spoke, which increased Aliadam's excitement.
"I will be fine Drucius" Aliadam turned to speak calmly to Drucius. He has never raised his voice at Drucius nor has he spoken to him with any kind of authority but that did not make Drucius disrespect him. "Just wait for me outside" he said again and Drucius finally nodded.
He quietly followed Zebedee as he led the way outside and the guards at the front door shut the door properly after they left, giving Moist and Aliadam more than enough privacy.
"Good" Moist breathed. Everything was falling into place, just as she hoped it would. Finally, she was going to possess Aliadam's spiritual power.
She had always wondered what made Aliadam so powerful and resilient but she only got to find out the answer to that question today after the invitation she sent him in the morning.
She knew how long Aliadam has been waiting for her response over his love advances so she decided to utilize the opportunity to get what she wanted. She thought very hard of how to pull this whole trap and she finally came up with a plan.
The fireflies she had sent to convey her message of an invitation were not all ordinary fireflies. The last one that remained was actually one of her spies which had spent a long time in training and finally specializing in act of disguise.
He was a human but with the help of Moist's power, infused in him, he was able to cultivate it and use it to specialize in disguise in order to serve his master well.
He returned that morning with great news to Moist, a way to bring down Aliadam. Moist now knew that source of his spiritual energy was his innocence and abscence of emotions. She already knew he felt love for her so the only thing still keeping his spiritual energy with him was his innocence. If he were to loose that too, he would be vulnerable enough for her to finally drain his spiritual energy and maybe even killing him and posses his blazing fire.
The thought of having that much power got her very excited, now she understood why Sheba rejected her race and decided to become a witch. The quest for power was truly lustful, too bad the only thing left of her beloved sister was the amulet on her neck right now.
However, her case was going to be different because after she defeats Aliadam today, she plans on bringing the witches under her command too and then maybe after that she would be able to subdue Elisha too and then when it's finally just her and Lucifer remaining, she would force him to love and marry her and then it would be just the both of them, ruling all of Cullen in love, all the days of their everlasting life!
"Dearest goddess what do you wish that we discuss in private?" Aliadam asked innocently, intently looking Moist who seemed to be lost in thoughts.
Moist wanted to get annoyed at him for disrupting her thoughts but it was high time she left her imaginations and changed reality.
"Would you like to see what my bedroom looks like spirit lord?" She asked seductively, walking down from her throne to stand directly before him.
"I bet you are curious to see what my bed looks like and most especially, how look lying on it, waiting for your flowers to grow on my window every morning" she placed her hands on his chest and traced it down his well toned abs which she could evidently feel, not withstanding the thick material of the suit he wore.
"Goddess…" Aliadam found it very hard to keep both his heartbeat and his breathing under control. He felt this sudden heat within him and could not understand why. The more Moist spoke, the more his head felt clouded and all that mattered was what she was saying, he wondered why her words affected him in such unimaginable ways. Whatever it was, he had to get himself under control immediately.
"I would prefer we speak here goddess" he smiled politely, lightly taking her hands off him.
"What a pity" Moist hummed, looking at him intently.
Aliadam's mind was in a major turm oil, he tried to comprehend what Moist was trying to do but even to best of his knowledge, he found no answers. He just hoped he did not offend her with what he just said or how he took her hands off him by himself even though he was being very polite about it. Should he apologize?' He wondered within him contemplating on what to say or do next but was cut short when Moist spoke again.
"Is the spirit lord no longer attracted to me or is he just refused my offer for a tour in my bedroom because he is scared of what might happen next?" She had this very mischievous smile on her face but that was not what prompted Aliadam at all, his only concern was her first statement of him not finding her attractive any more.
How could she even imagine that he no longer finds her attractive, of course he does and he was not going to let her think otherwise.
"I do find you very attractive goddess and you have no idea how much I have wanted to stand before you and tell you how I feel" he began calmly, hoping she would agree with him atleast and stop having doubts of how he felt about her.
"I truly love you goddess and I will do anything within my power to prove how much I do" he ended with the look of determination on his face hoping he was convincing enough.
"Anything?" Moist used her fingers to trace his jawline with made his breathe shudder but he still managed to speak, "Anything".
Moist chuckled softly and immediately pulled him to her embrace and teleported the both of them to her bed room.
It was very large with lots of extravagant features but what got him amazed was the high amount of his spiritual energy he could feel in the room, how come? He had never been in Moist's bedroom before so how come was his spiritual energy all over the place.
"I saved all the flowers you have sent me every morning till this day" Moist answered his unasked question.
She knew he immediately sensed his spiritual energy as she brought him here so she just had to tell him.
"They looked really beautiful so I decided to include them in my decor" she waved her hand and the flowers began to appear on the walls of the room, looking very beautiful in their situated places and giving the whole room a new ravishing look, which stunned Aliadam the more.
"It is…very beautiful" he managed to let words out his throat even with the weight of how the whole circumstance surprised him. He did not even expect Moist to be keeping the flowers, nor did he expect her to like them well enough as to include them in her room decor.
"Yes it is" Moist affirmed, "but not as beautiful as you are" she pulled him down by the collar of his suit and locked his lips with hers in a desperate kiss.