Trust

Abaddon was currently watching a rather pointless competition take place.

This story should be prefaced by saying that Abaddon had not chosen a best man yet. 

And with that in mind, a competition broke out among a few of those assembled to determine who alone was fit to fill the role. 

Asmodeus, Kanami, Thea, and Apophis were all in the middle of a very heated drinking competition; determined to fulfill the role of Abaddon's best man.

The entire bar was gathered around their table, filling the air with cheers and jeers as they watched the most influential members of their society give themselves alcohol poisoning. 

"Chug, chug, chug!"

"Go princess!"

"I've never seen lady Kanami drink so much!"

"No one will believe me when I tell this story later!"

The one who slammed down her overwhelmingly large cask first was none other than the first princess, who's soft caramel cheeks had begun to turn red with intoxication.