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“what’s it like?”
___ “depends on where you’re standing.” beel ordered his demons to leave the house once hayden was there. one thing was knowing and the other was experiencing - the prince didn’t wish to scare his nephew or complicate his idea of ‘home’ even more. “fortunately for you, you stand high. so, i would call it... fun. you get to do whatever you want, however you want.” he guided the boy to the backyard, making a whole catering appear for him to have anything he wanted, showing that indeed, with the blood running through his veins, he could do anything happen. “serve yourself. this is your house too.” beel sat on one of the outdoor sofas, taking only a few grapes along. “i can be more specific of the place you could own. but that’s only if you don’t mind knowing who your father is.”