“Every cloud has a silver lining, Lucy.” Detective Stanton said. “Everyone knows that.” The former Princess of Darkness huffed, rolling her eyes at the detective’s words. “Yeah bloody right! Like Hell my Father would line each cloud with silver.” Lucy spat.
Detective Stanton sighed as he facepalmed. It seems that his partner/girlfriend needs a lesson in human sayings. “Lucy, when I say that every cloud has a silver lining, I meant that even though things look like they’re going from bad to worse, there’s still a chance that it can turn around for the better.” The detective explained. “Dark clouds can cover up the sun, but after a while, it goes away, revealing the sun once more. Do you understand?” The Queen of Hell stayed silent for a minute as she pondered her Nicolas’s words.
“So what you’re saying is that I should not feel hopeless during dark times because it can lead to better days?” Lucy asked. “Yes, that’s exactly it.” The detective said with a smile. The former Lightbringer, however, did not return the sentiment. “If that’s the case, where were my better days when I was forced to rule over Hell?! Where were my better days when I was made to be the epitome of all that is evil?! To be blamed for every sinful act that you humans commit?!” The Devil raged, her hazelnut brown orbs glowing red with hellfire.
The detective, taken aback by Lucy’s outburst, was at a loss. He knows that the former Princess of Darkness has been through a lot in her long life, and it pains him deeply to see what society has painted her to be. He tried to make her see that she’s not the vile, evil being that almost all of humanity thinks of her as, but her stubbornness and insecurities tend to get in the way. Guess I will have to try harder. Detective Stanton thought, cursing the fallen angel’s family to Hell and back, except for her sister Amora. Things will get better, Lucy. I promise you. The detective vowed, hanging onto his own silver-lined cloud.