“Yes, master,” the demon says and drops down to all fours in front of me. He’s a demon in human form. I’m officially part of Hell’s royal circle, but it still feels weird to put my feet on his back, though I do anyway because I really need to have them up so my ankles don’t swell.
“Princess of Hell has much less of a ring to it than Queen of Hell.” I shake my head, getting back to the point. “These demons,” I press. “Who are they?”
Lucifer looks at Julian in an exchange of glances I wasn’t meant to see.
“Tell me,” I say, and the ring of hellfire that surrounds the throne room sparks.
“The demons,” Julian starts, brows furrowing. “They were four of the original demons Lucifer locked up when he was first cast to Hell. And I believe you know them as the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.”