Beelzebub's grin widened as she leaned in closer to Charlomaine, her wolf-like features softened by a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh, you'll see," she replied cryptically. "But for now, let's just say that the winds of change are blowing through Hell, and you, my dear prince, are at the center of it all."
Yo...wait wait wait, before you take your glocks and pitchforks out, I'm sorry, I had soooooo much shit going on in real life that I honestly didn't even have time to think about writing despite really wanting to.