How to Soothe a Jealous Demon King

An abnormal fluctuation in magical energy appeared in the southern Abyss. To eliminate any future threat, the Demon King Caster resolved to lead an expedition.

On the eve of the march, beneath the drooping bed curtains, Lomina nestled helplessly in the Demon King's arms and pouted. [Caster, I can't bear to be apart from you.]

Gently stroking his queen's smooth back, the Demon King kissed her forehead tenderly. [Don't worry, sweetheart,] Caster reassured her. [I'll leave you the signet ring, and those little things you need, ]

[I only want you,] Lomina murmured, lowering her head to take the necklace at his throat between her lips. [I don't like those little things, Caster. I'm yours.]

The gemstone on the necklace shimmered alluringly between the queen's lips, and the Demon King was utterly captivated by her affection. What a good girl. Roughly rubbing her shoulder until it reddened, Caster tossed the chains under the bed back into the dungeon.

But obedience and devotion were only a facade. Lomina was a succubus, the most flighty and fickle race in the entire Abyss. While sharing wine with a newly turned vampire, she was caught red-handed by Caster, who had just returned in triumph.

The demon steward who had stayed behind in the royal capital nervously informed Caster that, during the six months he was away, the queen had made dozens of [new friends].

Excellent. Casually tapping the keys in his hand, the Demon King decided to teach Lomina some manners. [Take the queen to