Asuriel's laughter faded into the still night air, but the weight of the revelation remained.
She was Lucifer's daughter – the last of the original infernal royal bloodline.
A princess, by definition.
The thought should have been absurd – but it wasn't. Not in the Infernal Depths, where bloodlines dictated power and ancient names carried the weight of empires. Where the blood one carried was as important as the strength one wielded.
Everything had changed the moment Valthor had named her Scion of the Penumbra. He set everyone in the realm's eyes on her by giving her that title. It was a grand powerplay to keep her in line and from trying anything that might jeopardize his position.
Valthor had given her enough power to both placate her and make her someone who could be the target of exploitation and perhaps even violence under the right circumstances. All of her actions would be judged by the court and potentially the rest of the Infernal Realm, too.
