I watched as my butler slew monsters, Greek ones at that. I suppose I should be surprised, but 111 of being a demigod can certainly ruin that much. After all, having monsters attack you constantly, assassins and swindlers after my fortune, running a company after my parents died, getting a demon butler, becoming a lover of said demon butler after becoming a demon myself. yep, not much surprised me anymore.
Sebastian finished pummeling all of the monsters into monster goo (or would have, but they have a habit of exploding into dust when they die) and sauntered over to me, slipping him arm around my waist and pulling me close in a protective and possessive manner. he leans in and whispers, so as not to hurt my ears, "Maybe we should take you to that camp after all." I hear him sigh, and though his warm breath felt nice on the skin of my neck, I frowned.He didn't seem happy about it (it was just 3 years since we've become lovers after all) and I wasn't either. what made him, the most possessive creature in all of the worlds, to want to send me away to an overnight, summer long I may add, training camp for demigods?
"why?" I ask. it seemed the best way to get answered at this point. I hear him sigh again, he should stop that, it makes him less pretty.
"Bochan, as much as I'd loath to send you away from me.." his grip tightened at that. "It has come to my attention that it is dangerous like this, and not to mention, lots of extra work." I had to stifle a chuckle (not a giggle no mater what Sebastian says.) at that, because just 30 years prior to the current date, Sebastian wouldn't have said anything but the 'extra work' bit.
"All right." I say. "but you have to come with me, do the rest of your duties, hire extra servants to take care of the mansion while we're gone, set up extra security everywhere, keep me up to date with my paperwork and public events, and keep up with tutoring me in the ways of demons and how to control my powers." he merely smiles at all of my commands and bows, one hand on his heart, and says "Yes, my lord." before disappearing to do as he was told. hey, he may be my lover but he's still my butler.
I walk alone in our maze of a garden, wishing I had something to cuddle with, when Sebastian appeared behind me and nearly gave me a heart attack. he hands me the files of the new workers he's hiring, a note from the camp director saying we would be welcome anytime and that he would be prepared for us, a news paper, and he held my suitcase in his arms. "shall we go then?" I ask, only to be picked up, kissed, and carried into the awaiting limo. I'm starting to feel nervous before I squish my nerves, lie down in Sebastian's lap, and let the long drive to long island begin.
I wonder how they'd treat a 111 year old son of Hades.
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