She Belongs To The Devil

1"Children, they are our guests for today, Prince Consort Theodore and Damien," Alan said to the children after finally controlling his laughter.      3

And seeing the children hopelessly staring at Theodore, he softly hinted at them, "I taught you how to show your respect to the members of the Royal family, right?"     

The children immediately got up and then gave a respectful bow to Theodore. "Please accept our sincere greetings," they all said in unison.     

"Nice to meet all of you," Theodore gave a polite smile to the children.     

And Alan also introduced the children to Damien and Theodore. "And they are Cathy, Tom, and James."     

Damien also gave a wide smile to the children. He was more than happy to meet humans who were around his age.     

Though the kids were taller than him, he found those humans to be so cute that he wanted to tame them. Just the way he would tame the beasts that he found interesting back in Hell.     

He owned a four-eared black cat that would fit in an adult's palm and a black foal whose mane and tail would turn into flames as it ran.     

With the intention to tame those humans, Damien instantly extended his arms and held Tom's head.     

Tom had short and naturally spiky hair which made him look like a porcupine. And Damien found him to be the most interesting one among the three children.     

Damien pulled Tom's head down to his level and nuzzled against his forehead. And he asked very sincerely, "I like you, human. Will you be mine?"     

Tom widened his eyes and froze in place. And his cheeks and ears turned red like a tomato.     

Not just Tom, everyone was frozen in place after seeing and hearing Damien. Nobody knew how to react to that bizarre action of Damien.     

Theodore was the only one who knew what Damien was trying to do. He gave a nervous laugh and hastily pulled Damien back.     

"Wait! I'm taming him!" Damien grabbed onto Tom's spiky hair as Theodore pulled him.     

"Ouch!"     

Theodore made Damien leave Tom's hair and said, "Damien, that's not how we make friends here."     

But Damien protested, "I'm not trying to make fr–"     

Theodore immediately covered Damien's mouth before he would say the word 'tame' again.     

And without removing his hand, Theodore demonstrated how to do a handshake, "You extend your hand like this and you shake your friend's hand like this." He shook his hand with Tom and then asked Damien to do the same, "Now you try it."     

Damien lightly held Tom's hand and asked in a muffled voice, "Like this?"     

"Yes. That's how you greet friends," Theodore finally left Damien.     

And Damien kept on shaking Tom's hand for a while.     

After that, he excitedly moved on to James and to Cathy.     

Seeing how enthusiastically Damien was doing handshakes, Alan chuckled and said to Theodore, "He is one jolly kid, huh."     

"Looks like it," Theodore said with a smile.     

After the greeting ceremony was over, Alan guided everyone inside the mansion.     

The four children and Alan and Theodore gathered in the living room. Veronica, on the other hand, preferred to go and oversee how the preparation for dinner was going on.     

Theodore and Alan comfortably sat on the sofa and talked while watching the kids playing with the paper frogs.     

Suddenly, Damien glanced at Alan and shouted, "My cow!"     

Alan thought that Damien was asking for the meat so he politely asked, "Wait for some more time, okay? The dinner will be ready shortly."     

Damien got up and ran towards Alan. He grabbed Alan's clothes and shouted again, "No! Not dinner. I want my cow. I think I left it in my room there." And he pointed in the direction of the room that he was in earlier today.     

Finally, it clicked in Alan's mind and he asked, "Oh, you mean your toy?"     

Damien frantically nodded.     

And Alan replied, "I asked the maids to wash it. It might still be wet though."     

Damien's lips curved downwards and he looked like he would break into tears.     

So, Theodore offered to help. "I can dry them."     

Alan, thus, asked a maid to fetch the toy and Theodore dried it in no time.     

Damien was happy to reunite with his soft and fluffy toy again.     

"Is that yours? Can I also play with it?" Cathy asked Damien when he went and sat down with the other kids.     

However, Damien denied Cathy with a straight look on his face. "No. You cannot. Ariel gave this to me so only I can play with it."     

"Tsk! You are so mean," Cathy rolled her eyes at Damien.     

Damien smiled and said, "Thank you."     

Cathy couldn't help but think to herself, "This boy is very weird."     

Though the children from the orphanage thought that Damien was weird, they enjoyed playing with him and listening to his 'imaginary' stories.     

Damien also enjoyed playing with the humans who he thought he had successfully tamed. Even after shaking hands with them, he didn't consider them as his friends. In his mind, that position was totally reserved for Ariel.     

After a while, Veronica arrived there to inform all of them that the dinner was ready.     

And all of them began walking down the corridor that led to the dining hall.     

The moment Damien neared the dinner hall, so many different types of aromas entered his nose that he felt overwhelmed.     

"Why does everything smell so good here in the Earth realm?" he asked Cathy.     

Cathy again thought that the boy was very weird because of the way he would constantly say 'Earth realm'. But she agreed with him though. Everything in the orphanage smelled good. The flowers in the garden, the warm food on the table, even the bedsheets.     

So she smiled and said, "Everything smells good because our teacher is a very nice man. He offers the best things even for children like us."     

"What do you mean by children like us?" Damien asked her.     

Cathy nonchalantly replied, "Children who don't have a mother and a father."     

"Oh…" Damien nodded his head understandingly. And he thought to himself, "That's why he was being nice to me…" And he pondered, "But how did he know that I don't have a father?"     

He didn't linger into that thought for much longer because he was now inside the dining hall. The aroma was even stronger here.     

"Damien, come and sit beside me," Theodore picked Damien up and put him on the chair beside the one he was going to sit on.     

He wanted to keep him close so that he wouldn't choke on anything. Damien wasn't used to eating human food after all.     

After everyone sat around the dinner table, the maids served food to everyone.     

Damien was amazed to see several varieties of food on his plate. He also liked the plates and cutleries.     

He didn't know why the cutleries were there for. But he liked how the fork looked like the miniature version of the pitchfork used by Prince Satan.     

And he asked Theodore, "Do humans worship Prince Satan here?"     

Theodore spurted the soup that he had just put inside his mouth and coughed. After wiping his mouth he asked, "Why do you ask that?"     

Damien innocently pointed at the fork beside his plate and asked, "Isn't it the pitchfork used by him?"