Maya and Azazel were standing under the old oak tree, wrapped in each other's arms, lost in their own little bubble of love and connection.
As they stood there, Maya felt sense of peace settled over her. She knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be in Azazel's arms.
Azazel's eyes never left hers, filled with a deep love and adoration. "You're safe now, my love," he whispered. "I'll always be here for you."
Maya's heart swelled with emotion as she looked up at him. She felt a deep connection to him a sense of belonging that she couldn't explain.
As Maya looked up at Azazel, she felt a sense of wonder and curiosity. She knew that she had a lot to learn about her past and their connection, but for now, she was content to be with him.
Azazel's eyes seemed to see right through her soul, and Maya felt a shiver run down her spine. She knew that she was safe with him, that he would protect her from harm.
"Let's go somewhere,". Azazel said, his voice low and husky. "Let's go down memory lane."
Maya nodded, and Azazel took her hand, leading her through the trees. The air grew thick with an otherworldly energy, and Maya felt a sense of anticipation building inside her.
As they walked, the trees grew twisted and gnarled, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching towards the sky. The air grew colder, and Maya could see her breath misting in front of her.
Suddenly, Azazel stopped in front of s massive stone door. The door was adorned with intricate carvings of skulls and serpents, and Maya felt a shiver run down her spine.
"Welcome to the underworld," Azazel said, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light. "This is where we used to live together in the past."
Maya's heart pounded in her chest as Azazel pushed open the door. A warm, golden light spilled out, and Maya felt a sense of wonder and curiosity.
As Maya walked through the underworld with Azazel, she felt a sense of wonder and awe. The caverns were vast and strange, glowing plants.
Azazel led her to a large, ornate throne room, the walls lined with ancient tapestries and the floor covered in soft, velvety moss. In the center of the room, a massive throne sat atop a raised dais, adorned with intricate carvings of demon and otherworldly creatures.
"This was our home," Azazel said, his voice filled with nostalgia. "We ruled the underworld together, side by side."
Maya's eyes widened as she took in the grandeur of the throne room. She felt a sense of pride and power, knowing that she had once ruled alongside Azazel.
As they walked through the throne room, Maya's memories began to surface. She remembered grand ceremonies and lavish feasts, Azazel by her side every step of the way. She remembered the laughter and love, the passion and the fire that had burned between them.
Azazel's eyes gleamed with love and adoration as he watched Maya's memories return. He knew that she was remembering their past, their life together in the underworld.
"My love," he whispered, taking her hand in his. "Do you still remember the night we first met here, in this very throne room."
Maya's eyes locked onto Azazel's and she felt a surge of memories flood back. She nodded, a smile spreading across her face.
"I remember," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "You were so bold, so confident. I was drawn to you from the very start."
Azazel's eyes sparkled with amusement as he remembered the night they first met. "You were so fiery, so full of life," he said, his voice filled with affection. " I knew right then and there that i wanted to spend eternity with you."
Maya's heart swelled with emotion as she looked at Azazel. She felt a deep connection to him, a sense of belonging that she couldn't explain.
As they stood there, surrounded by the grandeur of the throne room, Maya felt a sense of peace wash over her. She knew that she was meant to be with Azazel, that their love was strong enough to transcend time and space.
Azazel's eyes locked onto hers, filled with a deep love and adoration. "My love," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "I promise to always be with you, to always protect and cherish you."
Maya's lips curled into a smile as she felt a sense of joy and happiness. She knew that she was home, that she was exactly where she was meant to be with Azazel.