Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151028205131/@comment-26948101-20151208062221

"Ilassa....what did you do?" the pink-haired Lilim asked her sister. This wasn't to admonish or lecture her- she honestly didn't know.

"I...I...." the normally eloquent and verbose princess was at a loss for words.

"It seems as though our most capable diplomat assaulted our distinguished human guest unprovoked after he broke some bad news to her..." the Demon Lord said coolly.

Ilassa said nothing and simply hung her head after hearing her mother describe her actions so coldly and dispassionately.

So accurately.

She had let so many down- Laskey, her own family and her subjects who were hoping to have one of these humans as their husband. Now it was time for her to face the music.

"Ilassa...." Mari said, rubbing the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger. "One must never shoot the messenger."

"What messenger? What bad news?" the pink-haired lilim asked.

"Well, Palomina, it seems as though the Humans still think certain types of mamono can still be considered harmful to them. And Ilassa seemed as though she wanted to prove them correct..." the Demon Lord said to her pink-haired daughter.

"Mother...." Ilassa said. "What...what can I do to make this right?"

"That's going to be between you and the General, my child."