CHAPTER 62

Lucifer's Chambers... 'Hold on, calm down!" Lucifer tried calming the loud chattering that had erupted from amongst the princes of hell. 'We will get it all sorted out soon, don't worry. Let's just… sit tight for now, alright?" He tried pacifying them with a practiced gentle smile that seemed to melt into their souls as he spoke. It was a gesture he'd picked up on in his time ruling Hell. The princes didn't usually take kindly to being told what to do. They were the ones who decided when and how things would be done, not him. However, they relented eventually, knowing there was no changing anything. The princes sat around a large table together, watching as Lucifer paced back and forth at a quick pace, thinking of a solution to the predicament they were in. He was used to dealing with situations like this; it's exactly what he did best. As an archangel he dealt with the worst possible situations imaginable, which meant that he dealt with them regularly. But this was