It was spur of the moment guess. Clara was never really expecting Caiden to look at her sharply like she had hit on the truth. “How did you guess?” he asked. Clara stepped out of the hug and looked him up and down. He was the same demon he always was, but now he did feel like a prince. Something must have happened in the demon realm. “It was just an impulsive guess,” she said. “You’re suddenly wearing a crown and you feel more regal than you usually are. I also already know about the existence of a demon prince. Are you really the demon prince?” He had to be. He wouldn’t have come back to the human world with a crown on his head just to look nice for her. “I am the demon prince. My father wiped my memories four years ago and turned me into a low-level demon so I could prove myself,” Caiden explained. “I can explain everything to you.” Clara sat back down on the couch and Caiden told her the full story. “It’s strange to think that you were the missing demon prince all along,” sh
The Autumn Fashion Social was two days away. Clara had gone to purchase her outfit and had then been thrown into a series of revelations. Now that she had survived her first encounter with her targets and knew Caiden was the missing demon prince, she needed to get back on track. “Well, I’ve already upstaged them by taking the best outfit. James has told me that the fashion world is very stuck up and old fashioned so I can see ways to belittle them in front of other guests,” Clara said. “I also have an advantage with my nationality. The event is about British designers and I will know a lot more about them than those three do.” Caiden’s eyes became unfocused for a moment and then he blinked. Clara guessed he had quickly looked at her future. “That’s a good call. There will be a quiz at the party about British fashion,” he said. “You will be the winner of that. I think you did a lot of reading before the event though.” Clara took out her notebook and wrote down that point. She di
Clara analysed their outfits. She was able to tell that their outfits were all from the same boutique she had seen them in. None of them were as good as the one she had managed to buy. Joey had gone for a very short purple dress with a daring neckline presumably to show off her long legs. Heather was in a bright shift yellow dress and had gone overboard with her eyeliner presumably to show that she was going for a sixties inspired look. Beckah who was leading the group was dressed in a classic black dress accessorised with a pearl necklace and red lipstick. Their outfits all fitted the theme, but Clara wasn’t sure about all of them. A top rule in fashion was not to flash everything like Joey was. Sixties fashion was not currently having a revival. Beckah was the best dressed out of all of them. That fact annoyed Clara. “Interesting combination,” Caiden commented. “You look far better than them.” Clara smiled. “Thanks, Caiden.” It was noisy enough at the event to be able to h
Clara’s heartbeat started to speed up rapidly. Beckah might just be too observant for her plan to succeed. “Calm down, there’s no demon on her right now; she’s just really sharp,” Caiden said to her. “Just go with the flow. She’s just trying to sound you out.” Clara gave her bully a tense smile. “The fashion world can be so bitchy,” she said. “I’ve already been given so many bitchy looks already and I’ve been saying hello to everyone.” Beckah’s gaze moved off her and Clara hoped that she had got away with it. “Coming here has been considerably more difficult than I expected,” Beckah said. “At least there’s a quiz to look forward later. I’m quite interested in fashion so I should do well.” “Do you work in a fashion related field?” Clara asked with interest. “I help out at St. Clair regularly.” “My family owns an investment business and we’ve invested in a lot of fashion companies,” Beckah said. “I’m personally interested in fashion and I would love to have my own brand one day.”
Caiden smiled at her and took her hand. “Let’s go to the fountain,” he said. Clara left the hall and walked outside to where the fountain was. She and Caiden had performed some tests over the past week and had concluded that the demon could now physically interact with other humans. She took out her phone and began to film her surroundings. As she hoped, the three bullies came out the hall as she was filming. Clara waved at them and they all glared back. There was no chance they were going to be friends now and Clara was completely fine with that. She focused her camera on the fountain and as the three targets walked past the fountain, Caiden pushed them. Heather fell into the fountain first and took Beckah with her. Joey who had been the furthest from Caiden fell in last on top of Beckah. Clara resisted the temptation to smile and carried on filming. After the three surfaced, she put her phone down. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Do you need help getting out?” It was dark outsid
“Where did you go?” Clara asked Caiden. Now that they were in an established relationship it was odd for him to be away for more than a few hours. He normally spent most the day with her and was only missing in the early morning. Caiden looked triumphant. “I have spent so much time in the demon archives over the past few weeks and I have finally found what I’m looking for,” he announced. “What were you looking for?” Clara asked. “I wanted to find Azrael’s contract with Beckah so we can find out what we’re dealing with,” Caiden said. “The archives are rarely used so there’s no filing system and I've been going through every record myself.” Clara was intrigued to hear more about Beckah’s demon contract. They knew some information about the contract already, but they couldn’t be sure that Azrael had told Caiden the entire truth. “What did you find out?” she questioned eagerly. “It’s mostly as Azrael said. They made the contract when she was 10. She used a summoning circle to brin
Clara unzipped the dress she was currently wearing and Caiden hastily turned around. Clara didn’t bother to tease him as she was in a rush. She pulled on the blue dress and opened up her drawer of accessories and picked out a white butterfly bracelet and her most expensive watch. The blue dress had a white trim and she was planning to add white accessories to accent it. She was ready to go in five minutes. She selected a pair of white heeled shoes from the shoe closet by the front door and went to find the driver. “Henry, can you please get me to St. James Park as soon as possible?” Clara requested when she found him. “I want to get to an event at a decent time.” The car arrived outside the park just after the start time of the event. Clara breathed a sigh of relief as she got out of the car. Caiden had gone to follow around the bullies and she knew she had got to the park before her targets as there was no sign of Caiden. Clara walked into the park and looked around for an ev
Clara’s heart began to thud loudly in her chest. Beckah had noticed she was up to something. The bully’s gaze was piercing down on her. Clara reminded herself that Beckah didn’t have any proof that she had done anything and was fishing for a guilty reaction. It was the same tactic Beckah had tried at the fashion social. Clara calmed herself down and smiled sweetly at Beckah. “I don’t understand what you mean. I just happened to be filming for a post when you three fell into the fountain. As for coming here, when I worked at my grandfather’s company I worked on a project with influencers and I became interested in the industry so I came here,” she explained. Clara realised that her excuse would prompt Beckah to think of Victoria. If Beckah had seen her video that had exposed Victoria, it would be easy for her to come to the conclusion that the woman with the blurred face was her. It was too late to backtrack now. All Clara could do was act unbothered and wait for her reply. “That’s