Nice... To meet... You Cole my... Name is Arzodius i'm... A Demon King
“A demon king, you say?” Cole answered, interest instantly piqued. With a single fluid movement so subtle it was barely detectable, he instantly closed the drawer shut and shot his hand away from the blade. There was no need to try to be so crass as to kill a royal majesty of his species with a letter opener. Not when he could serve."Why, I thank you for visiting my humble little kingdom! It is an honor - a great honor indeed - that you would make it here! Please, please, make yourself comfortable, Your Royal Demonic Majesty!” Cole chirped, his voice taking on a sycophantic tone of subservience. He bowed deeply, so deeply that his hats brushed against some of the knickknacks he kept on his desk, and weaved a small tapestry of magic to keep any of their conversation from leaking out of his office. Clicks filled the air as his various windows and doors were hastily shut tight to prevent anyone from stepping in while demons conducted business. "So what brings you here? And please, do take your time! I wouldn’t want to have His Royal Majesty expend anymore energy than he needs to! My needs are your needs!” he continued.









