Part 1, Part 2
"As delightful as this all is, it is rather unnecessary," Verdé said.
Astrapia fluttered a fan of fluffy pink feathers and gave Verdé a glare that detracted from her otherwise seductive appearance.
"My master has already passed the first trial..." Verdé continued.
He had? Phil thought.
"...and you are of the same dominion, so..."
They might have been from the same dominion, but the other succubi did not seem to like Verdé being there at all and showed their disapproval with stony glares.
"I'm not saying it's a total waste," Verdé changed tack. "Even if he might not look keen now, I'm sure my master would love to experience some of the famed sensual skills of the incomparable bedmistresses of the Palace of Infernal and Iniquitous Pleasures."
"Which house do you belong to?" Astrapia asked Verdé. "I know you're not from the Palace of Infernal and Iniquitous Pleasures. The Garden of Exquisite Tortures? No, you're far too vanilla for them. The Pagoda of the Euphoric Lotus? No, I don't see it. I don't think you're from one of the minor houses either."
Verdé gave a disarming laugh. "I know the Palace of Infernal and Iniquitous Pleasures is built upon tenets of order and discipline, but those tenets are not shared by the rest of the Dominion of Lust. I have no house. I have no need of a house."
"You see your mistake," Astrapia said to Phil. "You've allowed yourself to be seduced by a pair of low-class lust daemons wanting to use you as a cheap ticket to this Earth. A warlock of greater distinction and class would have chosen more wisely than a pair of no-house tramps."
"Now you're being rude," Verdé said. "Not that I mind. Nasty talk gets me so wet."
She paused. Her nostrils dilated and she frowned.
"Has a soul been spilled here recently?"
"Seleucida, Paradisea, quieten this impudent slut."
"So it's going to be like that," Verdé said without the slightest hint of fear or concern.
to be continued...
Yes, it's a short update. I couldn't resist not passing up that cliffhanger. :)