I Scored Myself A Mate

"Hara had blood on him!" she exclaimed. "I am betting everything that it was your blood from when you killed him. We will compare it either you want it or not."

Allias stopped talking. He looked at the demon who was smiling, thinking she was victorious. Yes, indeed it was his blood, it probably had splattered from that time he got whipped by him, when he covered up for Mark. He couldn't reveal that though; he was going to put another crime on his back. 

"Check it then." He told her, a smirk appearing on his face. "Do it and let's see if it's really my blood." 

Allias seemed overly confident as he locked eyes with the demon. Was it a bluff? No one could know. Everyone was aware of the mood swings the elf king had, the sudden changes in attitude. He was a total mystery to them and most of the times they tried to guess his next move only to fail epically. Allias was now standing at the stand, his head raised high as he denied himself from breaking that excruciating eye contact. 

"Well then we will." She said. "I have summoned a specialist from the Angelic Capital. I do believe that all of you agree that angels are the ones who can be trusted the most. They cannot lie after all." She announced and looked at the rest of the council members, waiting if someone would object. No one said anything and she nodded satisfied. She raised her arm and swiftly waved her fingers so the doors of the room would open. 

A very beautiful blonde woman with light brown eyes entered the room. She had her hair in braids, strictly resting on her back as she walked inside. In her hands she was holding a black box. The people stared at her, admiring her divine beauty but she would only look ahead. Her footsteps elegant her eyes cold as she approached the king. 

"Please step back." She told Allias, her voice as smooth as a lullaby and the king took a few steps away. He did as he was told but still stood close enough to be able to see with his own eyes what would happen. 

The angel placed the box on the wooden stand and opened it, revealing to the council its insides. There was a small vial, an object Allias easily recognized as the blood the Chaos sisters had stolen from him. He sighed as he watched the angel touch it gently and place it on the table. The next object that was hidden inside the small box was a piece of fabric. It was old and roughly cut, a huge bloody spot right in the middle of it. The angel put it down right next to the vial and looked at Achlys. 

"She will check the blood. This is a piece of Hara's clothing. There was blood in them. Blood that shouldn't be there showing clearly that it's the murderer's. The vial contains the elf king's blood. She will cast a spell on them and we will see if they are the same. If they are, I demand that the elf king is executed!" She said, shouting the last few words with passion and the demons in crowd cheered gleefully. Dionysus slapped his hand on the table, staring at all of them with cold eyes. 

"And what if you're wrong?" Allias asked tilting his head to the side. 

"What do you mean?" Achlys asked him. "You will be freed of charges." She said. 

"So, you summon me here, the elf king. Accuse me of murder and so many other crimes tarnishing my family's name and you think that it would be enough for me to be simply freed as you say?" 

"This is truly ridiculous; this is a trial not a childish bet you should know better than…"

"I think the king is right." Artemis interrupted the demon. 

"Falsely accusing someone is a crime too, so what's it going to be dear demon lady?" Apollo asked her with a charming smile on his handsome face. Achlys seemed taken aback by their words. She looked around at all the members once again. All of them had chosen to remain silent. They were still afraid of Allias, she realized. They were thinking about his wrath in case she had been wrong. Achlys smiled. She wasn't wrong, there was no way she would be. 

"Fine then, what is it that you want demon king?"

"You will stop cooperating with the hunters. You will expose all of your crimes and you and your people will remain restrained in your area. No demon would be able to travel in or out the demonic capital without a permit." Allias purposed and her eyes widened. He smiled at her. "Are you sure you want to keep accusing me?" he asked her. She couldn't back down. She would seem weak and cowardice but his confidence really seemed off putting. She clenched her hands in fists, her long nails ripping the skin of her palm and she said between gritted teeth. 

"Do it, check the damn blood." She ordered the angel and she nodded obediently. 

The woman placed both of her hands above the object and looked at the council. 

"If the color of the light is the same it means that the blood belongs to the same person." She explained and closed her eyes. Her lips moved slowly as she whispered something in an old angelic dialect. Suddenly the blood was removed from the cloth and the vial, floating in little drops until it was absorbed fast by her palms. First shone the left hand, the one that was above the cloth. It shone a bright white color, cold and foreign. The crowd and the council, all of them, were looking at her intrigued by her actions. Soon another light started to shimmer underneath her right hand, Allias' blood. The angel opened her eyes widely as a beam of light exploded from her palm making her screech and step back, stumbling. It was warm, hot even and it exploded underneath her palm like a firework burning the wooden stand. 

"I don't think I need to state this." She said as she tried to get her balance back "but these two belong to two different people." She stated and Achlys' eyes widened in shock. 

"How?" She screamed as she stood up. 

How?