When they arrived together at the grand chamber in the east wing, Asmodeus froze at the beauty of the room. It was a mixture of a frozen aesthetic with ice sculptures and beautiful murals depicting his journey and golden webbing made into curtains, tablecloths and other fabrics.
"This silk..." He muttered.
"Eheheh~ I helped Mama!" Luthiel bragged.
Asmodeus turned to face Lumina.
He understood how there were images of things that only he and those close to him could know. The summoning, the first training and the dungeon, all his achievements and adventures, filled this huge room.
The furniture also resembled various things he'd seen in the world.
"My dear wife." His soft, husky voice filled with affection echoed through the room, the silk webbing boosting the volume as the children and servants all looked up at their king. He rarely showed his affection verbally in public to this degree.
